“I’m delighted to meet you, Olivia. You girls have a seat and I’ll bring you something to drink. Lemonade? Iced tea? Arnold Palmers, maybe.”�...That sounds great,” said Olivia, and Kelly nodded her assent.A minute later Jessica returned with the beverages and the three of them sat and talked for a while. Jessica asked Olivia some questions about herself, like what grade she was in (12th) and how long she’d been a cheerleader (since she was a freshman). Kelly Ann kept looking around for Marie, but. She was twenty-eight. I’m six foot tall and she is just a couple of inches shorter. She wore her dark brown hair in a pony tail. When the light was just right some red highlights showed. As far as I could tell her body was toned and slender, small boobs and slender hips. She didn’t dress to draw attention to herself at all. She willingly shared about her work, her education and about Nebraska where she had grown up. She said nothing about past boyfriends, ex-husbands or girl friends. She held. He was always there. She didn’t look at him but she knew he was there. She wondered if he was an invalid who couldn’t move. Was he just watching the neighborhood or just her? She had seen his face and it was a pleasant face. She thought he might be someone who might be interesting to know but she didn’t look up and she went from work to her apartment and from her apartment to work.He watched as she went her way wondering about her life. He reflected on his own. His first wife who took what was. She may have known how, but didn't get nearly as much practice. "So you're just going to hang here?" I've got some plans, but maybe you could pencil me in at two." I don't know. I had cheerleaders scheduled from two to three. And groupies from three to four." You've got groupies?" I sing. I tackle. I pass. Of course I've got groupies."Tami pretended to swoon. "I'm so lucky that you even talk to me." That you are," I agreed."Maybe you could squeeze me in between the cheerleaders and the.