She was followed by Dana, a redhead who was freckled and looked more her real age. Last was Christina, medium-height and blond, really a beautiful gir... who could easily become a model, I thought, though all the girls were cute.Terri's mom had left a lasagna casserole warming in the oven and around six-thirty, we all ate off our laps in the den as I listened to the girls pattering on about school, boys and, well, mostly, boys.Then, Christina changed the subject, "You know, I keep trying and. “Her last name’s Watson.” a helpful boy chimed in.“Oh. My mistake. I guess I don’t know you at all.” Sam said. Seeing no reason to continue the charade Sam turned to leave. Repeated Carly Watson’s name softly to himself as he walked away so as not to forget it.“Rub it hard!” One of the boys hollered at Sam’s back.Sam made it a point to break the teen’s line of sight by ducking behind the public bathrooms before circling around to find a good hiding place.Near the park’s perimeter Sam concealed. They were still playing music and several couples were dancing so Michelle asked me if I’d dance with her. I’m not a dancer, except for square dancing, so I told her to go ahead and find someone else. She looked around and found her previous escort sitting and talking with some of his friends. She’s not bashful, like I am, so she asked him if he’d like to dance with her. It wasn’t a particularly sexy dance, it was just fast with lots of twirls and twists.Michelle and her friend danced a couple. I was checking out the person but not able to locate anyone.I saw one tailor shop across the street, there was only one tailor in it who was looking bit handsome. I didn’t knew what was in my mind and went to him. He greeted me and said ” yes mam, what can I do for you?”. I casually asked ” do you stitch female blouse, and I want I by tomorrow itself?’ He said sure I will stitch and asked for the cloth.He showed me some cloth he had and I selected a red colored one for stitching. He took me.