Nothing much. I just wanted to say hello... you know." She answered.There was a long pause of silence between them, Sara just milling about Mark's roo..., looking at his effects curiously. He watched her as she wandered about, soaking in the view of her nervously as she turned her back to him, looking at the curios on his desk."Mark... can I ask you a question?" She asked, still turned away from him."Ummm... sure." He replied, embarrassed by the nervous tone of his own voice.Sara turned around to. I stood up and extended my hand to her. I eased her out of the chair and we went into my apartment. She sat on the couch with her back to the side. I sat down a few feet away. I asked her if she really wanted to know and how far she was willing to go. She smiled and said she was willing to go as far as I wanted. I leaned forward and put my hands on the waistband of her shorts. I told her I would love to be the first and proceeded to pull her shorts and panties down and off. She said that. We can take turns. One of us can roll it from the top and see how far it can go. The other can stay at the bottom and catch it! Huh? Wanna?’ ‘Sure, okay Ernie, sounds like fun. Jeff would rather escape to the safety of his sci-fi, but is reluctant to leave Ernie alone. The game is soon afoot and proves to be great fun, if somewhat difficult. Ernie’s small hands can push only from the side. Jeff himself can reach the top of the huge red donut only with difficulty. The boys play the new game. ”Sue kicked her shoes off. Her socks came next. She threw them behind her.The spinning continued around the table. After seven turns, seven different people had taken off their shoes and socks. The only one left with shoes was me. It was certainly not a game of skill.It was Sue and Ken’s turn to spin. It stopped on number four. They had spun their own number. Ken spun again to see which of them would lose. Sue was staring intently as the arrow went around. Her staring didn’t help. She was the.