He sensed a deep rooted desire within her meeting his desires today.Finding her in amongst the books on gardening, he made an initial move."Hello, I'm...Bob."She looked him over as though he was a mugger. He smiled in a friendly manner. She appraised him and dismissed him in her mind as small fish in the pond."What do you want?" Well, your name for starters." Tough shit spud, beat it before I call the manager." she snapped."Now is that any way to talk to me?" He twisted her thoughts a little and. The Expedition is not a rich man's vehicle but it is more than the average salaried guy. It's two years old so it doesn't flash money." I grew up around bowling and even thought about going pro when I was younger, but alas, that did not happen. I feel my best when I'm bowling or just hanging out there. By the way, the golf course behind here is part of the country club and I'm a member. I play 2-3 times a week."She interrupted again, "Exactly how much are you worth, if you don't mind me. "Toby..." He was REALLY going too far..."Shhhh! Let me have them!" Toby insisted."I -- I..." But she watched Beth turn sideways in Lon's grip, throwing her left arm over his shoulder. Lon's left shoulder dipped, and it didn't take a genius to figure out what he was doing ... especially when Beth pulled her knees up to let him clear her feet! "Okay." Do what Ma did," Toby directed. He released her with his left arm and lifted his right hand so she could clamber against him, turning, then reached. He only rode Triumph motorcycles and fancied himself to be like Steve McQueen. Actually, he looked a lot like Steve McQueen. Mason stepped into the pub and immediately noticed Eva sitting at the bar. His charming grin said hello as it always had. Before coming over to join her though, he went straight to the old fashioned juke box, put money in and punched some numbers. She knew exactly which song he would choose and sure enough George Strait’s ‘Amarillo By Morning’ started to play. Eva.