With the entire bulk load in her hands, she made her way to the parking lot. I followed her bidding goodbye to my friends. Since it was a long weekend...the parking lot was full. She had parked her car in the lower basement. My car was 10 cars away from her. While walking a shopping bag(paper bag) accidentally ripped apart, all the stuff from it fell down.I hurriedly ran to help her get it together. A few deo bottles rolled away too far beneath other cars. I quickly grabbed some of the stuff and. "It's great food, but a restaurant would be nice, too."A sudden gust blew her hair all over, obscuring her face. Putting her paper plate down, she rolled her butt, reached into the back pocket of her Capri pants and withdrew a black elastic hair band. Gathering her wayward hair into a ponytail she tied it up, high on the back of her head. Somehow, aside from being quite lovely, the ponytail made Keira look even younger, very pretty indeed.Our two-hour tour of the USS Midway had been great.. On top of this, the attackers had no idea that we had shooters in the stable, so that when they rode between the stable and the house, they were caught in a withering cross fire. I have never heard of such an incompetently led attack since some of the stupidities of the recent Yankee invasion of the South. I guess that it was more the case of amateurs trying to be generals!I will say this for them: they were fast learners. It didn't take long for them to get off their horses and take cover. We. "Oh, uh... wow. I should... I should probably go," Marcy softly stammered, clearly flustered. "Yeah, ok," Paul replied, still refusing to look directly at her. "Can I... Do you want me to do anything?" Marcy asked, knowing it was a stupid question the instant she heard herself say it. "No. No, I think I'll just stay out her for a little while," Paul dismissed her, valiantly trying to disguise the fact that he was utterly mortified. "Okay," Marcy softly agreed. She took two steps back towards.