His companion,in defiance of the dress code for ladies at the ball, wore a slinkyevening dress that hugged every curve of her body. And what a body it...as! A beautiful red-head, she had a classic hourglass figure, and I wasmesmerised by it. This was a woman who was definitely my type."Helmut, Gerda, good to see you!" said Grost, but though he smiled Icould tell from his eyes there was no love lost between them."Hello, Albrecht," said Helmut. "Allow me to introduce Eva Schumacher."Grost looked me. Goodbye.”“Goodbye, Daisy.” I told her, and heard her hang up. After the call ended, I went to her contact page and pressed ‘edit.’ I held my finger above the ‘delete contact’ button for a few seconds before thinking better of it and just shutting my phone off.I drummed on my knees in mock excitement, looking Mira straight in the eye. “Yup, everything’s been arranged.” I let her know.Mira nodded and wrote a few things down. She didn’t say anything for a bit. “I commend you on your initiative.”. “Why did she have to hit me?” She thought, “It was just a snowball.” She shuffled her way through the snow but this time she did not kick it all around playfully like all the times before. She simply walked. Her nose had stopped bleeding by the time she walked through the door of her small one bedroom apartment. The smell of sugar cookies washed over her as she took off her jacket. All year long just the smell of sugar cookies is enough to bring a smile to her face. This time was not no. “Make a list of all the girls, Andy, and all the guys, Patti, in your class who aren’t going out with anyone.” She reached back again to grab pens and handed them out, as well. By now her robe had fallen wide open, completely exposing her full breasts. She shrugged and pulled the robe a little closer. “Start. Now.”Andy tore his eyes from his mother’s breasts and began to write. The list was short. Patti’s list was only about five names long. Andy looked at Patti’s list.“Hugh Grant? Brad Pitt?.