The men convinced the women to join them in a card game in the salon, requesting a platter of sandwiches from me, plus beer and soft drinks. To my cha...rin they fired up ugly old stogies that soon filled the salon with cigar smoke and a really bad smell. However these were men used to having their own way.I spent most of my time at the pilot station but popped into the salon every 15 minutes or so to see if they needed anything. The men changed to harder drinks by late afternoon but at least. Right she thought im a strong women i can outthink this little freak as she took a deep breath and stared to drive back to the supermarket to drop Josh off .When they got there Josh just said see you Saturday at 10 00 am .Josh rode home on his bike grinning all over his face he had done it he never thought she would do as i told her Josh thought to himself .When he got home he went straight to his room to text Lizzy be at 54 Ash walk Saturday at 11 30 am your dreams are about to come true .When. Tom, a lawyer, drove his silver Land Rover while his live-in girlfriend, Marie, sat next to him. Tom was tall and lean, chiseled chin and broad shouldered, with blond hair and blue eyes. He wore jeans even though it was late summer, while Marie, 5'4, brunette with luminescent green eyes wore a sweater (because the AC made the car cold) over a white t-shirt and yellow track shorts. Tom was so yuppie, and Marie so crunchy granola. Tom looked like a Republican surfer, while baby-faced brunette. "It was amazing how quickly he found out about the apartment, Lisha. I mean, we had barely gotten here before he showed up."Lisha shrugged her tan shoulders, looking down at her manicure once more before snapping on another set of thin latex gloves. "He must have a pretty good network of ears in the department. You know, girl, he is the Sheriff." Lisha turned her back on Michelle, with a casual wave of gloved fingers, and strolled away, effectively dismissing her.It's too bad she was so.