Her girls had both moved on to start their careers and Pat still had her career as an lab technician with a local ceramics company.She had walked her ...asset hound earlier so they could both get a little exercise. After getting a shower, she settled down in front of the fireplace in her bathrobe with her latest romance novel and a glass of sherry.The fire gave her pleasant memories of Lonny who always liked to build a fire on cool fall evenings. Reclining of the plush sofa she began to read as. I stood there staring up at a one inch rope that was dangling from a rafter that had to be about forty feet high. I watched as coach climbed hand over hand, his legs wrapped tightly around the rope as he shinnied all the way up to the rafters, touched the I-beam with one hand, and then slid back down the rope. He turned, smiled and invited me to try it. On my first try, got about eight feet off the ground then slipped and slid back down onto my butt so I knew that it sure as the hell wasn't as. There's nothing wrong."Then he dug into her. "Well, it sure hasn't been for lack of looking! Just how many men have you gone through over the last year ... about twenty or so? And you're telling me there's not one man among them that would be worthy of you? Maybe you've set your standards a little too high, little girl. You shouldn't be comparing other men to me. I'm not perfect, you know."He was stopped just before they got to the door by some well-wishers. She stood back as he greeted them. Kavi: Tell me what you like about the girl.Me: I like hair, eyes, smile, structure.Kavi: Hmm..Let’s enjoy the time with comments. You be open and think me as your friend Deep and describe a girl. Be frank and open with me.Me: Are you serious? You don’t mind it?Kavi: I’d like to know what boys think. I’ll tell you what girls think. No lying. Be open and frank with me. Treat me as your best friend. You can call me Kavi.Me: Ok Kavi, but you call me Rocky. Calling me Bhaiya makes me uncomfortable.