I was on the third floor, and she was one floor above. I took the stairs and peeked out into the hall to make sure no one was there. The coast was cle...r. I hurried down to her door and knocked. I waited and there was no response. Either she was asleep or not in her room. I gave it one more try. This time I heard someone mumbling. Coach Lowden opened the door. Her eyes flared in surprise."I thought you weren't interested."I gave her my best cocky grin."I would have to be dead not to be. . شوفلى مناديل بقا انضف نفسى.. قالى ليه انا لسه هنيكك تانى.. اقلعى الجيبة واعدى على اى كرسى ونبقى نغسله لما نخلص فاكملت خلع الاندر والجيبة وبقيت عريانه من تحت وقلتله بس انا كده هتأخر قالى يعنى مش عايزة تتناكى تانى وانتى بتقولى بقالك 3 شهور ماتنكتيش... قلتله لا عايزة بس خايف اتاخر قالى مرة تانيه وهروحك بتاكس يلا باه وقفيه وفى لحظه ادركت انى ماشفتش الزبر اللى صال وجال فى كل حته من كسى ونظرت اليه لقيت حجمه طبيغى مش سوبر يعنى واستغربت انه كان بيحك فى جوانب كسى جامد اوى وفبدات امسكه بايدى العب. But he needed six or so tail feathers to complete the war bonnet. One morning, just at first light, he jumped into one of the nests and grabbed eight tail feathers from the two birds in the nest." The eagles just let him pluck them like chickens?" Not exactly. The male attacked him and cut Dad's face with his talons. He had a cut across his forehead and on his right cheek. Dad carried the scars for the rest of his life; he was damn lucky he didn't lose an eye." Shaking his head in admiration. Amy was one of the barn rats. She was 5' 4" and about 90lbs, early 20's. She mucked stalls, did a little training with kids on ponies and rode like the wind on horses that owners needed exercising. It seemed to pay her way. Her long glossy black hair was always pulled back in a tight pony tail and she was as fit and taut as a whippet. Her loose sweater shirts hinted at small but firm breasts and her tight riding pants didn't leave anything to the imagination. Some folks thought she had a thing.