If he finds me here-”“Oh yeah, get in.” We drove into the parking lot below the shopping complex. She parked at the empty corner while I pretend...d to look at the tape recorder knowing fully that I won’t be able to fix it.It was very hot and we both were sweating profoundly. The wet patches on her blouse made he bra’s outline very visible. She turned the AC on but it wasn’t of much help so she removed the part of her sari covering her breasts and started to circle it around her for some air.“It. "She escorted me to one of the cages just off the main stage. I walkedlike a wobbly toddler on stilts in those boots and clutched ontoBrittaney for balance the whole way there. I nearly cried when sheshoved me inside."I don't know how top do this!" I whined."Wiggle your hips and bend over every once in a while," she advised."And when they approach the bars of the cage, let 'em reach thosethighs. Guys just love sticking money into boots like that."It took Brian scolding me twice--the second. When in reality it was caused by the impact of the car. This was not a key piece of evidence, just another nail in the old lady's coffin. No harm no foul. Although his injuries are minor, he's seen worse in the sport, his leg is impacted breaking his kneecap into 3 pieces. Amazed with the skill and panache' of the man in the 3 piece suit, Atticus Finch in Technicolor fighting for the downtrodden, he decides he wants to be this. The settlement forms the nest egg of his college fund. Back in. " Your car! You drive a THREE Series BMW." What's wrong with my car?" CJ asked, a bit defensively."Nothing. I mean, I would totally love that car. It's just...a 330? Why not a Seven Series?" Ah," CJ laughed. "Well there's a bit of a story behind that. Kinda personal," CJ continued, soberly. "Why don't we talk over dinner tonight?" Uh. Because I don't know where YOU'LL be having dinner!" I joked. "I'll be at home, watching the news with my dad, eating mac and cheese out of the pan."CJ laughed.