Her head had been completely covered with a white bonnetand only her young cherubic face shown from it. Her partner was another matter altogether. Alt...hough she was dressed similarlyit was obvious what her shape would look like. She was about 4'11? tall andequally as wide. She was a butterball. Now her butterball frame was completelyunclothed as she sat bound to a high back wooded chair. She was secured withher hands behind the back of the chair but even this position could not projecther fat. At three minutes he doubted himself and his body. Could he do it? John remembered Patton’s quote. “Never let the body tell the mind what to do.” John steeled himself and kept going. Finally Oka announced that he was the winner. When Oka, Emilia and Camila finally pulled him out of the water he felt dizzy. The freezing water had literally drained him. His brain was in a daze. Camila wrapped John’s shivering body in warm towels as his jaw chattered. His skin was some version of white mixed with. Considering that they had the Cadillac of health insurance and dental plans that covered everything including his self imposed impotence what other conclusion can there be? When he finally sat down to breakfast in front of the TV to get the scores of last night’s hockey games she was entertained by the impatient horn honking of his fishing buddies and she dutifully turned her cheek and held her breath to get a peck on the cheek as he rushed out the door and she was thinking ‘How slim and well. I do not smile; I do not scope her out. I look directly into her eyes and keep her moving. I felt the touch on the small of my back and heard, “Dance” in my ear. He steered me through the crowd onto the dance floor. I had half a mind to turn around and tell him to go to hell, and then I saw who it was. My head swam. I let him lead me through the press of bodies, feeling them brush against me as we moved through the crowd. The vodka made my head swim and the pulse from the pounding drum made my.