It's probably not going to mean much this year, and maybe not next, but sooner or later, that race is going to be past the guy that just has a handful...of dogs to fool around with, at least if he wants to run in the top end of the field. I happen to be real fat on dogs right now, but that's just a couple of accidents, and won't last long." He sawed off a piece of sausage, and held it on his fork while he talked. "The core team is still down at five or six dogs, and that's a pretty reasonable. I did all this in astall in case someone came in while I was completing my tasks. As Iopened the bathroom door, my body shivered with excitement and anxiety.After exiting the bar area with success--no one even glanced at me, Ifaced about thirty feet to return to our table, and I walked quickly,giddy with apprehension that someone would see and know I was wearinggirl's stockings. However, again, no one so much as glanced up from anyof the tables I passed. Also, Tonya was nowhere to be seen.I saw. She glanced at his face as he was given no choice in the matter and grinned…it was good to see him. Mary glanced down…it was VERY good to see him! Turning swiftly she checked there was a spare towel and moved towards the kitchen, fanning her hot cheeks with her hand. It was only as she was filling the kettle up that she realised how wet she had gotten and how see-through her white t-shirt was. Since she was holidaying on her own she hadn’t been particularly bothered about having pretty. “Are you hungry? I have some toaster waffles and some strawberries.”“I like strawberries.”“And, I’m brewing some tea.”“I think I’ll use the bathroom.”“You know where it is.”Chris joined her in her kitchen. He sat, nude, at her table. In front of him was a plate with two waffles and sliced strawberries. She set a cup of tea before him and in the center of the table was a plate with butter and a bottle of maple syrup. “I just realized I didn’t have the foresight to bring a change of clothes,” he.