I promise," was all he said and that voice of his had me shivering as I watched him stuffing the napkin into his pocket. They left( Muriel with her ha...d on his ass, signaling me he was hers. Right! He'd call I just knew he'd call.Fortunately, I didn't have much time to sulk over this social fiasco because a pre-engineering nerd named Basil approached me. (Basil? Memo to self--Has any one of my friends and /or associates ever met a guy with that name?) I found him morbid and uninteresting, not. Brad was on a track and field scholarship to the local university, and Amy appreciated the way his tank top and gym shorts emphasized his wide shoulders and rippling muscles as the young man continued his workout.Her mail forgotten, Amy felt herself drifting over to the garage next door, her lusty body drawn to the youthful masculinity on display like a moth to the flame. As she walked over, she began to rub her hands up and down her silky, spandex-clad thighs, like she always did when she was. ‘Bertie, set up your transit on the benchmark. I want to determine the alignment of the edge that you have uncovered.’ Ian helped Bertie set up the transit. In a matter of minutes, they had the instrument positioned. Ian took the end of the measuring tape and the tall straight surveyors rod and headed back to the trench, carefully positioning the rod at the corner of the stone. He watched the two levels on the rod and made sure that both bubbles were centered. ‘Mark!’ Ian called out to Bertie.. They both were glued to the sight.Judy Jeffererys whispered ‘Come on it’s our turn now’ and she and Sarah Wilks took there place. They stared for a few minutes before being nudged, by Susi.Susi McMahon and Gemma Lyons took over the gap under the wood. Another nudge and a whispered ‘Hurry up’ Penny Lewis and Holly Parsons were next up.They didn’t see her coming, Miss Summers tapped Amy Davenport on the shoulder, she tuned to see Miss Summers with her finger on her lips indicting to not say a.