The one boy who was not reduced to tears refrained from doing so because his mind was distracted by what he believed to be a horrible travesty of just...ce, perhaps even more pressing than the unexplainable absence of the English teacher. He was perusing the 2006 edition of 'The Grammarian', noticing with an increasingly furrowed brow the equally increasing places where his honour had been mutilated; his name had been wrongly spelt! While this was not a new experience for the boy, whose name was. It would be pretty unusual to have the bar packed in the afternoon. It wasn't even this busy on Saturday nights.Buddy could hear the laughter and noise as he got out of the taxi. It sure sounded like the BRANDYWINE was full. He just couldn't believe it. This had never been a very popular bar. They were just barely making it when he'd left."Damned!" Buddy gasped as he pushed open the door. The bar was jammed packed and all the booths were full. He'd never expected to see a crowd like this. No. Her hands shaking slightly as she applies make-up Not too much - really he preferred her without any but she felt she needed the confidence it gave her! The underwear he'd bought her was laid out on the bed, as was the dress he'd specified she'd wear.She glanced at the clock on the wall as she buttoned the dress up, He'd be here in a moment, and the longed for experience would finally reach reality. For months they had talked about it - he'd taken her through every step of what she could expect. And I don't need a drink unless you want me to have one." It came out in a soft southern drawl. She continued to smile at me."Cut the crap, Carmel. I don't need you to do anything you don't want to do," I said. "Well, with maybe one or two major exceptions." It had been a while for me, and I was deciding whether or not to take her up on the offer. I was still engaging in this light banter with her, while keeping an eye on the craggy fellow."Oh, I don't think I'll have any problems wanting to.