"Amanda leaned over the table, "You want to know what the worst-kept secret at the Black Horse is?"He knew, but played along. "What's that?" Who owns ...he joint," Amanda stood, "Now if I were that person, I'd ignore the rules," she made air quotes with her fingers, "because 'hypothetically' you're missing a really good time." Like I said, I appreciate the tip." See you around, boss."Scott shook his head. That girl was trouble, but it wasn't going to be his.Scott took the exit off I-20 and slowed. I did it exactly as the recipe said,” she mumbled.“Recipes are not everything. And with a completely new item you should always practise beforehand until you know you can do it right. I thought you knew that?” he asked, looking for an opportunity.“Yes, but...” she started.David interrupted her, “You will be punished.”“Oh just take the time and cost of materials out of my wages,” she offered, “I understand that I have to pay for my mistakes.”“Oh no. It isn’t that easy. If this had been practice. The position revealed every detail of her sky-blue bikini. Photographers aimed their cameras at her, taking full-body shots as she smiled.*Snap!*The model looked to the cloudless sky over Minako Island. "Aww, the sun is great!" The cameras tilted to a low angle, from behind her. They had a perfect angle of the swimsuit snugly complimenting her butt. Taking center frame, her firm, toned rear glistened in shimmering sunlight and saltwater.*Snap!*Wobbling into a martial arts stance, with her fists. It’s cold outside so I wear sweats with thermal underwear so that I can work up a good sweat. Running is good, but I miss having a weight room, like the one, I have at grandma’s house. I asked my step dad if I could convert one of the spare bedrooms in the basement into a gym. His answer was, ‘I’ll think about it’.I get home, shower and dress for the day, I head downstairs to make me some breakfast. I get into the kitchen and see the four musketeers sitting at the nook. I wish I knew that Jenny.