GQ. With a little sigh, she turned and said, ‘Seventeen hundred dollars could pay my rent for three months. I do hope you’re worth it, Mr. Cooper....�� ‘Oh, I am, Miss Ross,’ he smiled, reaching for her hand and lifting it so he could press a gentle kiss to the back of her hand, ‘Believe me, I’m worth even more than that, if I do say so myself.’ Damn. She’d always wanted a guy to kiss her hand like that. She sighed and pulled her hand away. Enough with the romance. She wasn’t the type to appreciate. My only hope was that a woman would have the best hand. No such luck. But at least Tom's wasn't the best. Actually, Stan won the pot with a great bluff, but the high hand, and therefore the temporary owner of my panties, was Bob.I sighed and stood up, reluctantly ready for the show to begin. As Bob walked around the table, I noticed not only did he have a major league hardon poking through his fly, but his penis was actually pulsing as he walked. For a moment, I thought he might shoot his wad. " We were at your home last," Steve countered. "I'll check with Marcie when I get back to the shop. Check with Kathy, please, and I'll call you after awhile to confirm." Good enough," said Bob. "Will you please tell Marcie a bit about my idea? Kathy already has the gist of it, but she thinks it can't be done."With that, they began their long-time ritual of fighting over the check. They got the bill settled and made their goodbyes to their nearby friends."Hello!" Kathy called as she came in the. .. they won’t be back. I am leaving when the music’s over. I’ll turn out the lights and motor home. This party looks dangerous. Not my cuppa tea. Momma told me not to come ... well ... maybe not ... but she was right.AllGood Orange is tasty ... it’s not Orange Crush. But, then again, nothing is. I used to die for Grape Crush. Until I almost did. That was an eye opener.“Melody, you are not immortal.”“Get out of the way, Surprise. I needa puke.” And I did.“Miss Two.”“Whyoncha materialize and keep.