When he arrived home he got out of his pickup locked it up and walked into the house and after washing his hands he helped Grandma set the table.After...saying Grace they began to eat supper Midway through the meal Grandma looked at her Grandson Mike and she said to him."Mike I can tell by that look in your eyes that something good happened to you a work today and I insist you tell me all about it."Mike took a few sips from his glass of soda then he began to speak. "Grandma as a matter of fact. .. shoes look okay, shave looks clean, mustache neatly trimmed, could use a haircut soon but it looks fine... “Enough ... you look fine ... besides, everyone looks good in black, right?”The trip into downtown was actually pleasant, the Friday rush hour traffic having died down, the throngs of workers having fled the city for home in the suburbs, leaving the few late nighters and people seeking entertainment behind. I began to feel a rush of nervous energy as I made my way through the downtown. A tone I interpreted as saying chances were slim for us to make up the lost time. Still, the chemistry between us was such that I had to try. Plus, you could never tell with her. She is so sarcastic, and without seeing her eyes I couldn’t tell what was serious and what was a joke. It would have been easier if I could catch a teasing twinkle or that mischievous little smile As I pulled up in front of her dorms the radio started playing Aerosmith’s new song, the one that starts with, ‘There goes. That was until she kicked some serious ass and left several cowboys with sore as hell balls. The word spread that she was 'looky but don't touchy'. Yeah, I was damn proud of her: She kicked ass, took names and even inspired some of the other women to not 'put out'.I watched her dancing with the other women on top of the bar and smiled, yeah there were some new cowboys that would be sore as hell later tonight...Present – Anastasia – Bob's Country BunkerDamn, I don't know what's harder - dancing,.