Pour your entire soul into a paragraph or two. Push your imagination and creativity to the limit. Craft the ad as if the rest of your life, or your lo...e life anyhow, depended on it."I will, of course, award a top grade for the best-written ads. Additionally, as a special incentive, I have arranged with the editor of the well-known Voice of the Millennium Monthly to have the three best ads published in their personal ads section. So, you might get national exposure, and a pipeline to thousands. A couple of the girls were even in the company of their black boyfriend. I wonder if I’ll get to do that someday. Carry Joana’s and her black boyfriend’s books… Thomas wondered and hoped. Joana and Thomas who both lived in the suburbs, had to walk down a couple of streets from the school and wait for a city bus. When it arrived and they got on the bus, Joana looked for a seat in the front. “Is this seat taken?” Joana asked a black man who looked to be in his early twenties. “Nah, have a seat. My eyes look down at the floor as I hear him chuckle softly with confidence, "You are excused!" I am curious why the man sounds so confident, I have no control at this point and I turn my face up to meet his. He still has a smile tugging at his lips. His eyes are a wonderful shade of blue, as calming as the seas yet cocky as the pirate who sails them. At this point I can't look away, my eyes searching his for something. Then, I see it! His eyes are staring through me, seeing something deep. Shirley and Mike texted to say that they had checked in and would meet us at the bar as planned for 6pm. I was wearing a smart pair of shoes with black trousers and a white shirt. When Anna stepped out from the bathroom she managed to blow me away, yet again. She stood in a black sleeveless button down dress with a slight v-neck and a tie around her waist. None of her cleavage was on show, which I have to say is a first. She was also wearing a sexy pair of black strap heels which revealed her.