’ He looked in and saw beautiful, long, curly hair, and a flannel shirt around her very pretty and pert tits. The flannel shirt was tied in a knot a...ound her waist exposing tanned and firm abs that disappeared into a pair of blue jeans. She smelled like mangos and menthols. ‘Miss, are you okay?’ The woman did not answer. Dave leaned into the cab and put his fingers onto her neck. Joe tugged on Dave’s leg like a child. ‘What’s going on in there? Is she alive?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Is she hot? Is she. "I never said you were full of shit."She giggled and blushed a little. "Well, you know what I mean," she laughed, and went to the kettle to make herself some tea."Yeah, I guess," he snickered. Oh, hell, might as well press on, he thought. If I'm wrong I at least get some points for caring. "However it ended, it felt good to sleep in," he commented divertingly."Yeah, it did," she yawned. "I've been tired a lot lately, and sometimes it's so bad I get headaches from it. It sure felt good to get. She and Pam will need dresses and we will have to handle renting tuxedos for the guys."They were gone for almost two hours. When they returned, Frank said, "We have made some plans. We don't want a fancy, big wedding. Al, Lisa, we would like for you two to be best man and maid of honor. We are thinking next Friday late afternoon or early evening with a weekend honeymoon. We have to get an apartment lined up. My lease is up and my roommate would like to take it over. It's not a complex for us. He shivered, and butterflies launched themselves in his stomach. This was his first day of five years training. He opened the main door, and walked out into a long corridor. Other students were emerging. Some had collected in small groups along the corridor and were talking and laughing together. Tristan followed the gathering crowd, down some stairs, and out into an open area with fountains in the middle. People sat as couples or in groups, on seats scattered around under small trees A gentle.