I noticed one attractive lady. She was blonde, forty-ish I supposed. She was quite pretty, slim but not skinny, and a nice bust line. Just what I like...She wore a floral pattern summer dress which really suited her, with high heels. The dress was knee length, but loose, and sometimes blew up a little in the breeze to show off her nice legs. The top of her dress showed off just a hint of cleavage.She was with a guy, who I assumed was her husband. He looked a bit older than her, maybe mid-fifties,. Jax watched her leave, and sighed. "Finally, she's gone," she laughed and sat down on the couch next to me, bringing her feet up. “You cool if I sit here?”I stared for a second, before replying. "Yeah, no, that's cool."She smiled and looked at the TV. They weren't making this easier for me. At all. I somehow fought the urge to ogle at her legs for a long time. We just sat in silence watching TV. A few minutes after Jax took a seat, Katie walked by, and headed for her room. I silently sighed a. Amongst them were a couple, three youngsters, and a tall negro. I entered the hall, chose a seat – there were no numbers on the ticket. The others entered too and chose their seats. The movie was not started for quite a while, probably anticipating for more people to enter. Only one or two trickled in. I was getting restless and noticed that the negro was too kept fidgeting in his seat and looking behind repeatedly. He once caught my attention and said something which I could not understand. He. She's got her jock, I guess. I've got you. He'll be pumping gas in a couple of years. You'll be wearing thousand dollar suits. I guess you'd say I'm gonna be a material girl," said Darla. I really wanted to know why she'd changed her mind so radically about my prospects. I decided to ask her."You know Darla, you have really surprised me here. I recall you didn't think so much of me as little as a few months ago. Why—how... ?"I talked to my dad, who knows your dad. I knew you had a part time.