The week progressed and Friday finally arrived. Friday's meant it was time for a small group of us to get together and celebrate the end of the week a...d catch up on the latest gossip. I made my rounds and greeted all the other members and was bombarded by numerous questions concerning my relationship with Darlene. They questioned the fact that it seemed that we spent a great deal of time together at the art gallery opening. My standard reply was that we were just friends as I made my way to the. “I’d be honored. Hell, there’ll be so many people wanting to say nice things about your father, I’ll need to beat them back with my cane!” I drained my glass. “Christ, he’ll probably end up on some tropical island in the South Pacific and outlive us all.”Allen drained his own glass. “I’ll drink to that!”In Washington Newt and the Gang of Eight (now Seven, since Rick had moved up in the world) began to get a lesson in practical politics from one William Jefferson Clinton. I was expecting it,. "Mind if I sit here Jeremy?" I asked, pretty sure he wouldn't object, especially because at the time, all eyes in the break room were upon me. It wasn't because I was the most beautiful woman employed at Massive Mortgage, though I was! No, the reason everyone present in the room was looking at me was because I was about to sit at the one table in the break room considered by all to be no man's land; and for that matter also no woman's land. Now you might be wandering to yourself 'What could. "***21:14 13 Dec "Well?" "Well what?" "Feel like dancing yet?" "Um... no, not yet." Travis smiled. "Okay."***21:26 13 Dec "Well, feel like dancing now?" "Um." I had a feeling this wouldn't be the last time he'd ask,unless I told him never. And I _had_ agreed to go to a dance, whichsort of implied dancing at some point in the evening. So I said, "I guess so. But I still don't know how to dance." "You did fine last time," he told me, standing up. "You'll.