“My parents are Swedish Americans but I’m here with another family to visit a very sick friend out at the Cancer Clinic somewhere over that way. I...have no idea were I am apart from our hotel being a mile or two down that street.”Bjorn waved his hands in the general direction of where he thought the Cancer Clinic was and were he knew the hotel was. He also found himself looking down at the short skirts of all three girls and not being able to fail to notice those delta V patterns cut into the. WhenI finally got to it, it was worth the wait. That ending! Just what Ineeded after our town's mass funeral. Thank you darling, I hope you areo.k...|||||========>Reviewed by HOSER on 1/27/2023meteors SUCK!!!|||||========>Reviewed by Yikes! on 1/23/2023I guess we're at war now. Suddenly your title seems very prophetic.|||||========>Reviewed by The Cheese Danish Girl on 1/21/2023I don't get it. This is a story? A monkey could write this! And your"historic" pieces just seem like an excuse for old. “I see we have an audience. I was trying to give him a boner.”They both laugh.The waiter swings back to the table and interrupts the scene. Jill excuses herself to use the bathroom. Jill walks past the young couple and he is fixated on her eyes as she walks by. Jill smiles at him and almost wants to say “You’re Welcome for the show.”Jill returns from the bathroom after a short time and Lisa is still flirting with the waiter.“I think we embarrassed that poor young man. He could barely look at me. So for the third time since arriving in Paris, I jerkeda fellow off. He groaned loudly, then sighed and said, “Alors, whatdeed ah expect for feefty francs?” and left. I thoughtthat was a bit unkind – just what kind of girl did hethink I was? I headed back to the restaurant, where Igot a little tipsy – a lot of men bought me drinks thatnight. I decided to leave when a few of the other girlsbegan to get annoyed. I can only assume I became alittle too boisterous. Back at.