?' I nodded slowly as I lifted the glass to my nose and sniffed, it smelled right so I took a small sip, it tasted right. My young friend asked '...wo...ld you like to step out on the balcony to get a better view...' We stepped out to find no one else their but the two of us, my young friend was busy pointing out sights around the city and I was mesmerized that he at such a young age knew so much of our city. As we walked I became dizzy, he reached out to steady me and say '...I'm sorry, the. "My girls said, "Yay," or otherwise indicated faith in my prediction. Robert was more skeptical.My seven previous balls had only used two frames of my and Robert's game, so I had plenty of practice left. I made four strikes in a row, to increasing applause and happiness, even from Robert. That took what the scoreboard showed as a game between "M" and "R" to the end of the fourth frame. I said to Julia, "You can truly tell your friends that I haven't bowled a game in two years. If I bowl another. That’s all,’ Jim said. Her brown hair was tied into a bun, covered by the cap. She rested her sun glasses above the bill. With no make-up on her face, she looked pretty in a natural and casual way. With her hands on her hips, her posture was shouting – ‘You want a piece of me?’ Jim could notice the outline of her sports bra under the tight jersey. Her sweat pants were too loose to reveal anything below the belt. He imagined that it would be a pair of hip hugging underwear. Probably no G-string.. He fixed Deborah with a forceful stare and said, “It may not be working because you’re such a silly woman.”“W-what?” Deborah said. “What did you say?”“Sorry, I should’ve slowed down for a silly woman like you,” Mr. Williams said. He cleared his throat before continuing, “I said, you’re a silly, silly woman who loves to giggle.”“I am?”Deborah giggled, and then she tittered at at how silly giggling made her feel. It was silly to be in the workshop, alone with Mr. Williams, dressed for an.