What am I getting into?

Sometimes I have a nack for getting into situations that are sure to test the boundaries of my being. Let me tell you what happened. About three days ago C.C. posted about this delicious chocolates she received for Christmas. The title of her post was Dark Decadent Delights. I read the title, and it brought images of a very sexy man with dark hair, piercing emerald-green eyes, and sun-kissed skin; soft melting chocolate; and... er... well... let say I had to take a cold shower to clear my mind. (BTW, the cold shower didn't work.) Anyway, I answered her post telling her to use the title in our her stories, and I also mentioned in no certain terms about the images that the title evoked in me. Another fellow diva writer, Clara, happened to answer my post saying how I was right about the evocative title. C.C. is suggesting a threesome. No, no no! Not that kind of threesome, you sickie! The writing kind. You know, for each of us to write a story with Dark Decadent Delights as a theme. Kind of an anthology. Next thing I know, I accepted to do it. Yikes...