”A rumble in her tummy turned her toward the food court.Her taste buds wanted Taco Bell or pizza, but the thin purse hanging on its shoulder strap s...id the best she could do was a hot dog, chili with crackers and a soda. Christen ate slowly, plotting her next sexy moves. It also prolonged her perch on the tall chair and table, where the elevated seat gave an even better view of her bare legs.As she fed small spoons of chili into her lips, the teenager inched her knees apart. Pretending to wipe. ” All nine listeners suddenly started hissing and humming, as if I had either said something horribly offensive, or something wonderful, I couldn’t tell.“The Syn strongly advocate the presence of more life-keepers,” another Syn said, and the humming slowly ebbed.Alright, enough. “Forgive my ignorance, but what exactly, is a life-keeper?” I addressed the entire audience, hoping I wasn’t committing an affront by reversing the speaking roles while standing in the circle, and grimly determined to. “I do know she is one sexy girl soon becoming a woman, but leave her alone!” “Sure Joe. It,s just that she woke me up and I was just waiting my turn to use the loo.” “”I hope that,s all you were thinking of. You better go use it then.” “Don,t have to now.” “Well I do! Good Night Phil!” I left him standing there. I,d be the adult to have an affair with Chris, less than a year later, but that,s in another episode of my life. I noticed Phil watching Chris many times and became critical because. I then rescued Patrick to give Martha time to make herself beautiful (only five or six hours to go) and Weena an opportunity to straighten things a bit, put together a snack lunch, and get herself ready.I had just settled down when the phone rang. "Hey, Willy! How are you? How's the old man ... and the Mooney? You are? I'll tell Weena, we think she is, too. Let me talk to Evans and then you can talk to Weena. Okay? Well, well, old man. So you figured it out. Yeah. Weena as well, we think. No,.