"You're _pretty_. Not like me. And you're better ... equipped ... toattract boys' attention."Tommi sighed. "You know, as a former guy, I can tell y...u that most guysthink there are two kinds of girls. The first is the drop-deal knockout,the busty sex-kitten that guys want to take out for a temporary goodtime. The second is the kind of wholesome innocence that they want tohave as a constant companion, friend, lover, and mother to theirchildren."Ashley looked up sharply at Tommi, her eyes. The club, Charlie was ascertaining, was really the tame disco at the bar along the seafront. The real clubs, with the age checks, were all in the town, apparently. It was an interesting window into teenage girl minds as they talked about the boys they’d seen last night and describing them to my girlfriends as though I wasn’t there.In the end, I rolled over, too, and watched as my eyes adjusted to the sun in my eyes after I’d shielded them with my hand to my brow, and four or so pairs of breasts. She hit her mark in the neck of the creature stalking the women. It gurgled and grabbed its throat, fountains of blood spurting from between its fingers with each beat of the monster's heart. She turned just in time to grab her sword with both hands and block an overhand swing from the club wielding orc. The strength of the blow forced her into Cordain's back and rattled her teeth. Cordain stood firm behind her, and she was able to regain her balance almost immediately.Christi only caught the. I'd appreciate that a whole lot." She smiled at me with her Cupid's bow mouth. Opening the door on my close to worn out1988 Dodge Dart pickup, she crawled in beside me."Well, you seem to know my first name. Would yours happen to be Betty?" I thought I was being real clever there."No, you sweet, tasty-looking man and my last name isn't Boop, either." She smiled tolerantly at me in a way that said I was not being very original. But by God, she did look just like that cartoon character out of the.