I shouted I'm sorry as I threw her procedure to the dressmaker's assistant, the one who always takes note of the measurements.After the fitting, she w...nt out of the room with the procedure in her hand.She looked at me and her face suddenly flushed red.I apologized again and again and she kept saying it's alright.I still accompanied her that afternoon. And we got back to normal a little later. We finished her enrollment really fast.That night, I looked her up on Facebook and sent her a friend. I don’t know that I could say no if Carla happened to wander into my room late one night after I’d had a couple of drinks.”“So don’t,” I said. “I doubt if Bruce could say no if she wandered into his room late one night after he’d had a couple of drinks.”“I’d try,” he said, “but ... damn!”“Are you two giving me permission to mess around with Carla if the opportunity presented herself on this retreat?” Lily asked.“Only if you describe what happens in lurid detail when you come home,” Bruce said.. ”“They’re gonna kill us.”Then the explosions started. They kept going off about once every four or five seconds. The four captives crowded into the corner of the shack that was furthest from the door and the opening created with the removal of the two boards. They cowered there even after the explosions stopped. The rapid fire stopped, then started coming infrequently. They still didn’t move when all went quiet.There was the noise at the door of the bar being lifted. They huddled together. She squeezed her legs together and tried to calm herself down. What was it about this guy? She knew the answer before the question was even asked in her mind. Nine and a half inches, that’s what it was. After a minute, Charmaine rang the doorbell. Finally she heard motion. The door opened and a sleepy-eyed Ryan answered it. He was wearing a white T-shirt and plaid, casual pants for sleeping. “Hi!” Charmaine greeted. He smiled as she stood up on her toes and kissed him on the mouth. He gave her.