It's called Brechin and Chantelle's flat is on the top floor. It's a quiet area in a quiet town on a reasonably quiet night for a Saturday. Just as we...l they're not inside her flat with her then!She's washed her dark, flowing locks; showered and shaved everywhere that counts; spent a long time on her make up, and all the time having a wee drink to loosen-up as she applies her makeup. With her dark lipstick on and her eyes done, she smokes a cigarette and poses in the mirror for a bit, admiring. "Sure," I replied sarcastically. I was going to have to work on mysarcasm as Mom pulled us out of line and over to the large display in thefront of the store. "Oh look sweetheart! These are very pretty. Here, try them on."Grateful that I wouldn't be dragged into a ladies' dressing room to tryon sunglasses I accepted the proffered item from her and put them on. Ihad to admit, they did make me look very pretty, and older too. Joan, awoman of mystery, I laughed to myself as I handed them back to. Her smile was as beautiful as he hoped. Jason could only imagine what those lips would feel like pressed softly against his. “Seventh grade is about the time kids start getting boyfriends and girlfriends, right?”“Umm, yeah I guess so.” She replied, embarrassed to be talking about boys with this man.“Do you have a boyfriend?”“Yeah.” Then she remembered what happened on the football field. “I mean no, I don’t.”“Well which is it?” He probed, smiling as he asked.“I don’t…not anymore.”“Aww, what. Cassandra and her son finished their meal with about 15 minutes to spare and she excused herself from the table, as well as Adam, under the pretense that she needed to check on a few things quickly before the awards portion began. She took him to another room, dark and unused, asking one of the attendants working there to stand at the door, not letting anyone in as they worked on a "surprise" for later in the evening. Once inside, by only the glow of their cell phones, she admitted that the.