So I asked her “Which was your favorite one?” She said, “The Keira Nightly one”. I said I liked it too.Then she started ranting off about the ...eelings in that story and ended by saying “and the last French kiss was so loving”.. “It was not a French kiss, it’s a lip-kiss”, I corrected her.She looked confused and asked “What do you mean?”I said, “It was not French, just a little lip kiss”She said, “Aren’t they the same?”I said, “Of course not. Don’t you know that?”She looked momentarily abashed,. The three women were physical duplicates of one another. All were five feet eight with identical perfect figures. The only differences were in the color of their hair and eyes. One had dark hair and incredible blue eyes, the second had brown hair with gray eyes, while the third had hair the color of newly-minted yellow gold and the warmest, most brilliant blue eyes Sally had ever seen.All were exquisitely dressed in conservatively-cut dresses that somehow set off their perfect figures. Finally,. The Crow girls gathered around too, they wanted to learn all about horse racing and betting on horses. They wanted to know how to bet and make the most money with the odds.“Eli, if you let Cheyenne run away with his first race here, the bets will drop off and so will the odds. You need to hold that young horse back. Start teaching him that he needs to run with the pack and be ready to let it go when you tell him to. He should catch on soon. He’s smart and he likes to run, but more than. We walked into the woods just before the golf course and sat down on a big fallen log covered by bushes all round! As we sat down on the log I asked her if she liked me.“ you know I like you, but you know I can’t do anything about it!” she said. Now this came as a shock to me because she really hadn’t gave off any signals of us being anything more than friends and I couldn’t help smiling in relief “I thought you weren’t interested in me considering how many times ive tried to flirt with you and.