He still had a small following; fans from the old days and others who wanted to see what kind of shape he was in. It was one of those occasions where ...omeone on the undercard out drew the main event. The dressing room on the night of a fight is alive with nervous energy. Movies would have you believe that all fighters have a private dressing room, but that’s not the way it is, especially in the smaller venues. Sometimes, they’ll partition off parts of the locker rooms with curtains for the main. I watched her while she read. I would have guessed she was in her late twenties, and she was quite beautiful in a homely way. She was dressed in jeans and a sweater. On her feet, she had sturdy shoes, and she had carried a jacket under her arm. The weather was okay for being April but there was a nip in the air. I noticed her boobs under her sweater and her thighs were not slim but neither were they fat. Her hair was light brown and it seemed she hadn’t had time to brush it that morning. Behind. You both look like drowned rats. Dawn, Kayla, under the front seats you will find towels and blankets,” I called out. “Let’s get these two dried off and warmed up. As for how I found you, Dawn woke up around three am and found your notes. I could tell she was conflicted about telling me when she did, but I think she realized your attempt to run wasn’t going to work and she was more worried about you.”“All of my watercraft have a GPS tracking device installed on them, so following you was easy. Next I opened the hamburger and placed it in with the other ingredients and added my seasoning and browned it until all was done. In my pan I added the diced tomatoes, the Rotel, the tomato paste and k**ney beans and let them warm up. About 30 minutes later I added my concoction of suasage, ground beef, onions, and bell pepper, along with the chili seasoning and mixed them real good. I let it simmer on the stove for about an hour and then got out my crockpot, set it on the counter and.