"Excuse me, mind if I sit here?" said a voice from behind Jennifer.Looking up, Jennifer saw the voice belonged to a tall woman of about 30, dark haire... and slightly Hispanic in her features. She wore a small bikini top which barely contained her 36" breasts and a short blue skirt."I know there are still some empty tables, but if I sit alone I'll have some guy hitting on me before I can even get a drink." Jennifer smiled and motioned to the empty seat across from her."Thanks" the older woman. I had to swallow my pride for taking ahorrible beating at the hands of this cute blonde but he also took a horriblebeating at my hands. I wanted to contact him so bad so a couple of months afterour match I called him up and demanded a rematch. At first he hesitated becausehe knew the pain he went thru himself but then he agreed. We had one month totrain and get prepared,then we would set therules,time and place. We cursed eachother out over the phone. This fight comingup was gonna be the. He walked her to the door.“You worry too much,” she said.“Indulge me.”“You’re cute.” He could never figure out what she meant by that. She was cute, when her beauty didn’t transcend that description. But her words were always in response to something he’d said, not to his looks -- which were by no means cute.He went back, purchasing a Sunday Tribune on the way. He washed the dishes and then read the Trib until it was time to get Carolyn. Early at the church, he listened to the radio while. Felicia's long black hair had been brushedincredibly smooth and clear and it fell down her back, complementing thefreshness of her whole attire.Fluvio observed her as she walked around and chatted to people. Herdemeanour was easy and friendly as she made her way around the room,tasted drinks and complimented the hosts. Not after long she required theprivy and that was when Fluvio could strike.She entered the left corridor and made her way towards the end. Meanwhilethough, the young Templar.