She seemed relieved and we continued ourwalk. As we neared the store where I'd purchased my maryjanes a week ago,Darla pulled me inside. Ah, what now ... wondered? "A pretty girl like youneeds some high heels," she informed me. "Darla, I don't have any money," I replied. "It doesn't cost anything to look," she said. I sighed audibly as webegan viewing the offerings. "I think a pair of red pumps would lookperfect with your outfit," she said and started to laugh. I knew I'dnever be able to stand up. They’re coming to visit me in Chicago towards the end of July.”We talked for a bit longer and then I excused myself to take a shower and dress for my night out with Josh, Anne-Marie, and Sofia. At 5:15pm, I walked to Linnéplatsen, where we’d agreed to meet. Josh was coming from school and Anne-Marie and Sofia were coming from home on the Särö bus line. Josh was just stepping off the #2 tram when I walked up.“Hi, Steve! It’s great to see you!” Josh said in perfect Swedish, with the sing-song. "I like them. He's trying to show ... the indomitable female spirit, I think. It's really quite erotic. The more I see, the better I like them. Hum, this wall is different. The girls are fuzzier." Different artist," Jake explained. "Listen, are you, uh, hungry? Or anything?"Béla was studying one of the drawings, looking for a name. She finally found it: 'Frazetta.'"Uh, no, I mean, yes," Béla replied. "Do you have anything here?"Jake grinned. "Yep! It's in the kitchen."Béla didn't really know. He had to work late so asked if I would collect his wife Helen from the tennis club after her lesson. I didn't know her that well but agreed telling him he owed me.On the day in question I finished in the gym and not bothering to get changed drove round to the club to collect Helen. When I got there I parked in the car park looking over the tennis courts and soon spotted her having her lesson. I quiete liked what I saw with the sun shining we always feel the sap rising but she looked good in.