She aimed with the arrow and pointed at the target, Jennifer peeked over at Dom who was watching her eagerly."Yes?" She called to him as he peered bac... up at her."Oh nothing. Just want to see you make this shot. See if I've been teaching you right."Jen stuck her tongue out and moved back to look at the target. Focusing down the range at the circular target that was standing up on three wooden legs. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and let the second arrow fly.It cut through the air. ‘Is that Miss or Mrs. Smith?’ Martin asked. ‘Neither, it is Ms. Smyth. It is the British pronounciation.’ She said it without much warmth in her voice. She did turn to smile at Mr. Miles. He smiled back but it wasn’t with any more warmth than the one he used on all of us. For some reason Ms. Smyth’s arrival put a damper on the conversation. We all drifted into our own minds for a while. I slipped blissfully into a nap, something I could never do in the afternoon at home. When I awoke, a. . Yep, those sheiks surely knew how to get the top of the WTA, both in skill and looks, to grant them a visit!At the moment she wasn't wearing any of that fancy stuff, though. 'Low profile' was the clue if a celebrity wanted to travel somewhat relaxed. So Anna had put on training pants and a corresponding running jacket, both in rather anonymous grey colour. Although her perfect figure and proportions were still apparent, her heavenly legs were hidden and would not glue countless eyes to them.. " Well, mom's been impressed at how you've handled yourself recently, so she said I could visit you."Jamie Lynn uncrossed and crossed her legs in her short skirt, giving Britney a teasing view of her white panties."If she knew the things we did together Brit-Brit, She'd never let us see each other." That's for sure, I've really missed you sweetie, I wish I could have been more helpful during your pregnancy, I'm so mad at myself that I haven't been there for you!" "It's OK, your here for me.