Danielle and Amy started talking among themselves about the day's classes. Frank glanced down at the stick shift to move the car into drive. As he did...so, his eyes caught onto the female's left knee that rested precariously close beside it. He commanded his vision to pay attention to the road as he waited for an opportunity to weave into traffic.“Have you been on the cheer squad long?” Frank asked nonchalantly as he glanced at Kelly's face. Her wavy chestnut hair lightly floated as she swiveled. But this ... this made her want to howl at the moon. She didn't want it to end, and the fact that she felt that way scared her half to death.His grip loosened and he lifted his lips from hers."Damn," he whispered. "She can ride, fight, shoot and kiss." I got to go!" she gasped.And without another word, she pushed her way loose from him and, lifting her skirt, she ran as hard as she could.It was a good two or three minutes before she stopped to figure out where she was.Her horse nickered at her. One morning about a week ago, I set out for the office,then came back home again when I found I had left mybriefcase behind.My wife and son were sitting at the kitchen table whenI left. They weren’t there now. I didn’t think anythingof it. They were upstairs, each in their room gettingdressed. My wife had been in her dressing gown and myson in his pajama bottoms when we had breakfasttogether.I could have simply picked up my briefcase and left,but at that moment my wife let out a. "You don't know who I am, do you? Well you must have read about the Journalist covering the Economic Summit who was locked up for so many weeks. I am she!!" But!!! How did you get such a colour, locked up in a cell all that time?Katie explained how she had been chained and exposed to the elements day and night for so long."But - I still don't get it, why not tell everyone what happened" Can't say. But somehow it just seemed so cheap and nasty and I thought I would be a laughing stock, chained.