No making-the-cut problems this trip. Kim's 140 had her in the tournament's top ten after two rounds, and Tess was well ahead of the cut line with her...142.Tess made a nice little charge in Saturday's final round, coming within one shot of the leaders at one point, but eventually settling for a 73. At one under for the three-day event, she finished tied for fifth overall and collected $44,591.Kim faded badly on the final day, ending up two over for the tournament -- ninth place and $27,400 and. She looked like she had been crying, but I didn't know if it was from being sad, or from being angry. "Paul, I don't know how to tell you this, but I have to do it and get it over with. Your dad isn't coming home. He said that he just doesn't want me anymore and I'm not worth the trouble of coming home to". Then she started to cry. I took her in my arms and just held her. I didn't know if I was glad I didn't have to deal with him, or mad that he had hurt mom. I guess a little of both. She just. I could tell by the gratitude in his eyes. Right, Desiree?’ Desiree, the henchman with the mocha skin, smirked. The tall mulatto girl was quite pretty even dressed in street clothes, but it was obvious she could be beautiful if she decided to be. ‘Right, Val,’ she said. They made their way down the street, on the lookout for more potential victims. They preferred this part of the carnival to any other. Less potentials, granted, but less official types as well. There was an edgy atmosphere back. They all relaxed for a few minutes, grateful for a chance to cool off. As she went back to the kitchen to look for a snack to offer them, she got a strong feeling that she was being stared at – she was right. Beads of sweat stood out on Emily’s neck and little rivulets of moisture ran down her chest and into her cleavage. Parts of her white top were damp enough with sweat to be transparent and show off the curves of her lacy bra. Bill’s eyes followed her firm ass, loving the way her hips swayed.