They didn’t kick us out when they opened for lunch either, but that might have been because I decided I was hungry and wanted to see if this new res...aurant of Vicky’s was worth my patronage in the future. She hit me when I said that and told me I should know damn well it was good enough. She was right too. The food was fabulous. The company wasn’t bad either.Only once did one of the girls ask about my trip. Lisa tossed out a “tell us what you got up to on your trip then,” which I returned with. Jenni still is a very good looking woman, a little thicker than she would like, but all in all, very pretty for a fifty something year old woman. Her beauty goes further than the depth of her skin. Jenni is one of those people who is just naturally lovely, without a mean bone in her and very few times has an unkind thought for anyone. Her integrity is beyond question, her faithfulness is unusual in the singular way it rules her life. It makes her popular and sought after as a friend.Back in. Didn’t expect to see all that white flesh when I came in to pee.” Diondre lifted a shoulder in a shrug and straightened. “So, can I pee?” “No! I need to shower. Go pee upstairs, and leave me alone!” Samantha stood and shoved on Diondre’s chest, just hard enough that he stumbled back and blinked as the door stopped a mere inch from his nose. She huffed and finished undressing, stepping into the thankfully still-warm spray, tugging the curtain closed as she tipped her face up to the raining. As I crossed the baseball field, Bruce caught up to me and asked '...you just gonna walk on by with out saying anything. You haven't learned nothing ...have you...' I glared at Bruce, but quickly changed my expression when I noticed his fist balled up. I stammered '...I was just passing by and thought the game was fun...' Suddenly, Bruce slapped me viciously across the face. I fell to the ground as he towered over me. I glanced around the to see if any one else saw what happened and jumped to.