Seeing you beat The Boys would've had him nearly wetting himself. My brothers have competed over that table for years and they're very good players. T...hey've spent thousands of hours practicing that game, but you could beat them after a few minutes. I'm surprised Dad didn't really wet his pants. -- "In the last few days you've fascinated my parents. You started as a wonderful boy their daughter wanted to date - still does, in case you were in any doubt about that," the look on her face made. I use tai chi." Isn't tai chi a martial art?" It can be, but I prefer krav maga for self defense," I said. Then I had to explain krav maga."Are you planning to teach the kids self defense?" she asked."No," I said. "Right now, they're getting in touch with their bodies. They have enough on their plates with free weight training, running, yoga, tai chi, and pilates. Free weight training at the intensity required for weight loss requires 48 hours of rest between sessions. Running should be used. “Stand still.” The tone of Ross’s voice had turned from soft and polite to quite menacing. “Mummmm.” Susie turned to her mother for help. “Ros...” Alice Gorman’s voice tailed off as soon as it started when she saw the silencing stare her son gave her. “Stand still.” Ross repeated instruction to his sister. “Legs apart...”Susie knowing that any objections would be ignored by her dominant brother and accepted defeat doing as she was asked. Ross snipped the thick edge of the hem before slowly. "Oh, that," I finally said. "Yeah, whatever. I didn't mean for you to see those, but I know you'll be cool about it. Right?" I gave him kind of a warning glare."Sure, Brod. No problem. You know me."I snorted. Yeah, I knew Jeff. "Anyway, I've got bigger things to deal with at the moment."Poor Jeff. He got to deal with the brunt of my emotions. Luckily, he made all the right comments and seemed genuinely pissed off about everything, too. Then he tried to tell me everything would be cool. Did I.