They each had hoods that came up and would rest just in front of the wearer’s head. ‘You always were decent.’ Jennifer said with a smile, stepp...ng next to him she playfully bumped her hips against his. She saw that the smaller, more feminine jackets were in front of the men’s. She quickly browsed through them and found the one in her size, mimicking Dom’s folding. When she saw him smile back at her, she smiled again. Something came over her thoughts, did she enjoy Dom smiling? Whenever he got. The others watched, bemused, as they wondered how, with only two hands, she managed to pull off the feat of dragging three people along with her, but there she went, the three girls in tow, to meet the Corises. Kevin and Denise were vastly amused at Amelia’s enthusiasm as she introduced her girlfriends to them. But she was talking so fast as she pushed one girl, then another, at them, that Kevin’s head was whirling in an effort to follow her.“Okay, Amelia, slow down!” he interjected into her. When we were in, I stopped her and asked if she was angry on me for talking so. She just smiled and I took it positive sign. I told her, Keerthi I really mean it.Keerthi: what?Me: I mean your assets are intact.(She was silent)Me: if I am not wrong, it is 34-32-34 and almost the same it was then or maybe it was 32-30-32 then, I don’t remember, but I am 100% sure about now. I can bet on this.The word bet was the key there and that instigated her.Keerthi: are you serious? A bet to me.Me: yeah of. He stuttered an apology and it took me a moment to realise he was saying sorry to Marcus, not me. Suddenly face to face with the bigger man, I could feel something melting inside me.“A couple's plan sounds good. What's your track record like?”"100% satisfaction." He slipped a business card for "Marcus's Holistic life coaching" into the front of my dress. Whether by accident or design, the only visible words are 'Marcus's ho'.I arrange an appointment for that weekend. The tiny pink and orange.