But it's her eyes that capture you, or at least me. They're gray, and seem to see right into my soul. They can be warm and welcoming, like now, or spa...kling with laughter, storm clouds when she's angry, or icicles that drill right through you if you screw up."Looking forward to the school swimming season?" she asked. "Gail is still over-the-top at winning the county championship." So'm I," I admitted."She gives you all the credit for it, you know. She insists that warm-up routine of yours made. . why so bright..even for a Friday?" You mumble to yourself as you shuffle across the lawn to your mailbox. You pull out the mail and start flipping through it while hardly paying any attention to it."Bill... Bill.. Who the hell is Bill? .... Hmm.."You pause at your door and stare at an.. unusual letter. It's a bit thicker than the bills and otherwise unremarkable. You shuffle back inside and quickly open the abnormal letter."Congratulations Fred SmithYou have been selected as the winner of a. We walked down the beach, me in my suit and you in your black dress, holding our shoes. I took your hand and the surf washed over our feet just before it ebbed back into the sea. It felt warm and small but also strong. I picked up a sand dollar and handed it to you. “For good luck” I said and you smiled. The sun was getting lower over the water and we could hear strains of music from the band back at the reception. “Like to dance?” I asked. “Sure” you said and I tossed my. Aman: Minu, haan baat to sahi hai. Per tum hi socho na kewal paani pi pi le humara mann to nahi bharta na, isliye to hum coke, alcohol pite hain. Aisa to nahi hai na ki always paani pike hi hum satisfied ho jate hain.Minu: Haan wo to hai, isliye to kabhi kabhi mera bhi mann karta hai ki kisi dusre lund ka ras mil jaye. Lund nahi, but ras hi kahin se mil jaye, kahin se lund ras koi mujhe cup mein de de, aur pike ke dekhoon ki wo kaisa lagta hai.Aman: Should we try that, going some where jahan.