If it hadn't been for a missed extra point and field goal, in less than three minutes at the end of the game, we would have lost. The final score was ...8 – 27. Your guys took it a little hard. I was actually almost cheering for them by the end. They showed a lot of class and we were lucky to win."I felt bad for the guys. But nobody said we were going to win them all.At six o'clock, the doctor came and checked me out. Everything indicated that I had blunt force trauma and had strained my back. We found our way outside the house, the brisk air making my nipples even harder. “My place okay?” he asked. “It better be close,” I teased with a rough passion seeping through my voice. He weaved his fingers through mine as we began to walk. I snuggled into his shoulder and he stopped to give me his jacket, my shivering more obvious than I thought. Within 5 minutes of small talk and walking my body could not contain itself anymore. I stopped walking and his body stuttered back in response, our. Now that she was on the road, however, she was feeling weaker.What have I done? Where am I going to go? I'm just an old lady who has no place in this world.She'd been alone for ten years after David died, and her only daughter had put her in that home. She felt like she'd been around too long, lived past her time. She didn't understand modern life. All these gadgets and gizmos, everybody rushing so fast they didn't have time to sit and have a cup of coffee with you. She liked to talk, but. I ordered a pint of lager from the attractive barmaid and sat at the bar to drink it. As I drank, the young lady behind the bar started to make conversation with me, and it turned out she was originally from the same town as myself, now living in exile on the South coast riviera! She was totally charming, and that one pint quickly turned into four or five.By mid-afternoon, I decided to head back to my room and sleep off the effects of the beer that I'd consumed, but after stepping out into the.