Then whole damned thing exploded. This little tiny blonde tornado sat down at my table. At first I was simply annoyed. Then I thought to myself, sel..., what is going on here? As I looked up, probably the cutest, sassiest, sexiest woman I have ever laid my eyes on seated herself across from me and my reading. She must have been all of five foot one or two inches tall and may have weighed all of ninety-five pounds when dressed and soaking wet. To her benefit, her hair was cut down to an. 'So how've you been Sash?''Just get me another drink' she replied before he'd even finished asking, throwing a DVD into the box as she did. He made a mental note that it was his DVD before walking downstairs and getting another drink for her.She drank this one slower and her fury in packing eased up, she still wasn't talking so he sat on the bed and watched her pack. After a while she drained the last of her drink and passed him the glass back and beckoned for another. He went downstairs and. "Hmm... that sounds pretty damn enticing, but... I don't know..." He teased her dramatically, pretending to weigh his options. "... fix the lawnmower, get it on with hot lookin' wife, hmmm... tough one..." You bad, bad man," she said, slapping his behind hard."Yowch!" There's more where that came from, if you're into that sort of thing." I dunno. Let's go find out."Giggling, Wendy hurried upstairs, delighted that Jeremy was sleeping soundly after their big outing. She was pretty sure that Jenna. "Carmelo? Si, Fernanda. I just heard you met one of my professors yesterday. You did? And Martin was with you? You are both idiots. No, I am serious. He is a visitor from Canada, y muy importante..." And there I lost her. Nan launched into a stream of rapid-fire Spanish that sounded as though a terrorist had opened up with a Uzi. I wasn't sure whether I wished I could understand Spanish or was glad that I didn't. I had certainly not seen this side of Nan. In fact, outside of a few comments, I.