I pulled the soft cotton t-shirt over my head, and noticed how the nipples jutted under the fabric. I moved into the little home office in the den to...check my emails and facebook. I had not been signed in for long when I heard a knock at the door. I assumed it was my next door neighbor as she was the only one accustomed to dropping in unannounced. I peered through the curtain and to my surprise, saw Tom standing on the porch. At the movement of the curtain, he looked up, caught my eye and. I know some people in Memphis, and in Sante Fe dat might be interested." One thing you'll want to tell them is we don't know how far along on these projects they are. It might be a waste of time and then again it might be something worthwhile. How long will it take to set up a meet?" First I gotta see if dere interested. Den day gotta come out cheer, dat's gonna take da price down. A week ta ten days?" Do it, but tell them five days, max. We don't know how long this gang war is going to. "Hey!" said Cindy. "I thought we..." Shhhhhh!" went Denise."Oh ... yeah..." said Cindy, looking away and trying to act like she hadn't said anything."Sorry," said Dave, addressing the girl. "It was there, and I'm a guy. I had to look. It's a rule." He tried to make it into a joke, but the fact that Denise was STILL standing on her tiptoes, and that her buttocks were STILL displayed, made it fall flat."De-NEECE!" hissed Cindy.Denise was apparently still sulking from the argument her father. On one hand, I didn't want to embarrass him too much, but this could also be fun. "When we were in middle school, he started wearing flip-flops. Like every day. Since we lived in Florida, there were only about two months out of the year when it wasn't sandals weather. This continued until we were in ... what was it? Tenth grade? ... When he started wearing Tevas—" He still wears those things every damn day in the summer!" Mark said and everyone laughed. Kevin's face flushed.Turning, I winked at.