“Do you know what I like *best* about you?”“Oh Craig, stop teasing her,” said Isobel, “There’s no stopping him,” she said to us.“What ...o you like best?” asked Courtney.“Your mouth. You have the most wonderful mouth.” This was a little strange. “It is so perfectly shaped! And your lips! They’re *fantastic*! Do you know what your mouth and lips are perfect for?”“What?” asked Courtney. She seemed a little wary to me and a little taken aback.“For what *men like best*!” There was a pause and no one. . impatiently."We have a HUGE problem. Adam Carlson can't go tonight. His elbow is acting up and Martin won't chance it."How do you feel about starting?"How do I feel about starting a Playoff Game? The FIRST Playoff Game at Royals Stadium as they return to the playoffs for the first time since nineteen-eighty five?Hmmmm ... How do you say, 'WHAT ARE YOU THINKING???!!!!???'Wayne gave me a calm look. "If we didn't already know you could give us five innings without a hitch, Martin wouldn't be. I will have to check my notes, but I think it was the address the War Office gave as his last known address. It is possible, that her guest was a completely different Brad Gold and there has been a file mix up at the War Office.”“Odd coincidence, that this other Brad Gold was also a Flight Lieutenant, don’t you think?”“I do, and I even checked through the pockets of his uniform, but it could have been any officer of that rank. His landlady didn’t supply Gold with meals as his hours were erratic. .....................................................Coming home one day I found my flatmate Tan going through my bathroom cabinet. This is the story that followed. Tan is 34 and I was four years older and that is why we got on so well we looked after each other, she would often parade around in her undies, except for when her boyfriend came around that is.“Shit Barry you scared the daylights out of me! Sorry, I’m out of razors and I need to shave my legs to go out tonight with my boyfriend. .