What would his prize be... I have an idea. I stand up straight and start to make my way across the water and I walk up the three stairs that lead to t...e floor. The boy in the blue shorts who saw me first in the hall, smiles with his arms across his chest, leaning on the wall. The other boys start to make their way up the stairs. "So, what's his prize?" One blurts out and the others punch him in the arm, but I can tell they all want to know. "Come come." I motion them and spin around, making my. Who knows what she might be talked into.Charlene could feel Tommy’s eyes on her as she sat the beers on the table. Bending in his direction while holding her blouse together, she quietly asked Tommy, “Do you think I’m going too far?”Tommy looked over at Blake, determining that Blake had not heard Charlene’s question. He answered quietly, “The less you have on, the better, as far as I’m concerned, and I’m sure Blake and Dave feel the same way.”“You’re okay with it then?”“Oh yeah, I couldn’t be. The extended family were in attendance of course, proving the adage ‘when there`s a will there`s a relative…. just a couple of aunts, an uncle and a nephew…and his brother Jay, who had not spoken in years! all that they had left now. It was Dora`s first day at home, Terry with the help of the two nearest neighbours having seen to everything, undertaker, church, even catering at the local pub, nothing fancy but a nice send off, The mourners having left, it was a sad couple that returned home. Quite a few times, I did see them through my window while they were on their balconies and exchanged smiles seeing each other, as they were new to the society, they had their hesitations with the other residents of the apartment or society and also they were slow in settling down so they use to go out for dinners frequently, so their appearance at home was very less maybe once or twice a day could notice them and mostly during evenings, and most women from both the flats sitting in balcony and.