Nobody wears those anymore. I don’t know why, except they accentuated the breasts and there was no way you could wear a bra with one. Anyway, Karen ...illed out her halter top with impressive form, and she was gorgeous, too.“Jimmy?” I looked at her with a big smile, but of course I didn’t recognize her. I doubt the real Jimmy Page would’ve recognized her, either. She looked at me a little sadly, “Don’t you remember? You told me you loved me! Baby?”Bobby tugged at my jacket, rescuing me as it was. "You are so full of crap, sometimes! It's no wonder your eyes are brown."Oh yeah, I replied in my head, how come you didn't warn me about not having a vest? Or not carrying a big old relvolver in my slim, trim DEA costume?"I don't read minds, to prevent fools from acting foolish. I only foretell the future. Usually."Foolishness? I'll have you know that I had my black turtle neck shirt all pressed for the occasion. So there.We carried on like this for the thirty five miles to the gunsmith. Mr.. We told her that we were happy for them and then she mentioned that Jason (Ron’s 17 year old son) would be moving in too. I felt a little anxious and awkward but I tried not to show it. It would be weird because Jason was the Quarterback for the football team at the same high school went too. We never much talked or hung out and I liked him a lot it. We had a class together and when his dad and my mom begin dating it we started talking. After a few months of our parents dating we talked all. .. she just cares about me, that's all." I laughed at his sentimental thinking as I pulled out my plaid shirt and slipped it over my white T-Shirt and buttoned it half way."Well, tell her to stay away from me... and I won't have to hurt her." I slammed my locker closed, adjusted my book bag and hiked up my underwear again."Please Charlie... don't do anything to her." He spoke softly, and grabbed me by my shoulder. I looked at his hand then to him, "I'll say something to her tonight." Uh....