"I mean to see my place, I mean it. Okay, okay, that too." I'll think about it," Lauren said, giggling."Hey." What?" Lauren said, and laughed."Are you...coming to our last home game? I mean, the last regular season home game." I'll think about it," Lauren said. "How many tickets can you get?" How many do you need?" I still can't do the math right," Vanessa said, as they walked towards the gate. "If we win, we go to the playoffs?" Depends," Lauren said. "The Grizzlies are playing the Bobcats right. Tomasz, her drummer, nods with a smile as he takes Lynn’s cue to add his own improvised colour to the steady syncopated rhythm of the black notes on the keyboard. Paul strums the double bass with fingers as black as Lynn’s, his eyes closed and the grin on his face revealing the quiet ecstasy that always accompanies his playing. What an international trio they are: reflecting the cosmopolitan nature of Lynn’s adopted home of Manhattan. Tomasz from Poland, Paul from Alabama and Lynn from Peckham,. Besides that, I did have a business to run and employees to feed. As a result, I didn't get to see Carol for over a week. She met me at the cabin; she wore the same white jeans, without underwear, just as I had requested. In place of the sweater she wore a T-shirt. When she exited her car — sorry if that sounds like it was written by a police officer — I read what was written on the T-shirt.The words were totally forgettable but they brought something else to mind. Women like to show off their. We were in blissful puppy love, doing everything together. i could say everything was great. the faces of the people at school when they seen me and her walk through the halls together, hand-in-hand, was priceless. we were the talk of the school until something else came up to gossip about. i still couldn't convince her to let me drive her home. you know, you'd think id be able to meet her parents, right? wrong. there was something she was keeping from me, and i just couldn't seem to figure it.