"Thank you. I always enjoy Christy's dinner surprises." Say about seven?" Seven it is."The meal was delicious, a French dish Christy had found and bee... meaning to try out for some time. The experiment had succeeded swimmingly and the three adjourned to the living room for some wine.Christy and Matt looked at each other wondering who would break the ice. Finally Matt decided to take the bull by the horns."Marianne, there's something we need to talk over with you." The young widow looked from one. In the meantime dirt roads were paved in gravel, and bigger equipment traveled along the new roads, spewing dust and noise. Soon the burials started: first children and the old ones, soon the first of the elders died. They wanted to change but they remembered the treaties. They talked to the agents, but all he told them was to remember the treaties. **** One man smelled it. It smelled of wine, it smelled of beer, smelled of bourbon, of a shiny new axe. They were his friends who visited him. He might be 6’2 inches and had well built body to die for.Their relationship was alright, but I had noticed Rudra (Bidisha’s bf) ogling at my boobs. I never wore skin tight or v-neck dresses, but he would still at them or my ass when I walk. I thought it was normal for men to stare in that way, but then once when we were watching a movie at the theatre with Rudra sitting in the middle of us, he tried to press my boobs. He pressed them with his arm. It was uncomfortable, but I never talked to. We’d been tied before the match point. Al checked the score and moved from the top competitor for first to fifth. This guy deserved the title, but I was going for it.My team was waiting for me when I came off the court as well. It was the longest match of the tournament so far, so the next round was ready to start as soon as we cleared.“Must be a couple of damn good teases,” Whitney drawled at me as she glanced at Bree. Wendy was hustling back to Amanda at our booth and I knew I needed to go up.