As she took the first sip of her wine, its rather warm temperature told how long her lovely reverie had lasted. With a small sigh, she picked up her n...vel and opened it to the bookmark. Within two or three pages, she had slipped her free hand inside her robe and begun lightly teasing and stroking the hair at the top of her mound.It was after only a dozen pages of reading that Betty heard a car pulling into the driveway. A characteristic run-on and clatter at shut-down assured her that it was. ..but I think I can take him?" Then I toss a dagger across theroom behind me, to the dartboard forty feet off and bull's-eye it. Thecrowd sees that and mostly cringes at that action on my part.As the dagger fades to smoke with a wave of my hand at it, the four guysleft at that table just look away from my harsh stare. One whispers tothe rest of his group "Charlie is lucky...she would have killed him!"One other at the table whispers back to him "Nice way to die thou? Sheis an exotic cutie."Curly. Just as the doors were beginning to close a hand shot between the doors and a thirtyish blonde slipped on board, pressed the button for her floor and turned to face Amy Jo, giving the twenty three year old a quick once over. The blonde was dressed in a dark blue woman's business suit, accompanied by tasteful black pumps and a white silk blouse. She would have been considered pretty, except for the fact that she had a hard edge about her, that being her blonde hair was short and pulled harshly. I had often thought of how fun it would be to clear off an area in the middle and skate under the light of the silvery moon. From previous walks, I knew that the ice under the snow was of good quality and would be perfect for such an activity. Maybe someday that dream would finally be realized.I continued my walk to the opposite side of the lake. A white field of powder lay before me and the gentle blue heavens hung above me like a dome. I tried my best to appreciate the beauty of my.