He was riding a ten-speed bike. Most guys looked like dorks in those biker helmets, she though. He didn't.He was tanned, with a strong jaw and dark ey...es. He looked up at the light as he eased his bike to the left. She rolled down her window."Keeps you in great shape," she said, softly.He looked at her and smiled. "It's a lot of work, but, yes, it keeps me in shape." Isn't it dangerous?" she asked."Can be. Depends on where you're riding."She reached into the console and pulled out one of her. I had walked eight minutes. I did a rough calculation and figured that I needed to do two and a half laps of the down stairs area for a mile. So five laps was two miles. That seemed about right, so off I went for four more laps. I rode the escalator up to the top floor after one more lap of the bottom floor. I timed upper floor lat as well and found that it was pretty close to the same.Right or wrong, I set five laps as my baseline. I began to walk and my mind began to drift. As I walked I. “I think I have had too much wine to drink.”That prompted me to take her glass of wine from her and poured it down the sink.“Why did you do that?” she said.“If you can’t figure that out, maybe you should completely give up alcohol, Alice.”“I have been a closet alcoholic since Jennifer’s father left us for another woman. The only thing that got me over it was drinking. Maybe ... I should cut back, but don’t make me give it up, please?”I got a bottle water from the fridge and said, “Here you go,. "Now lets see what we are getting here" Hus muttered and started to unbutten the copper knobs of her grey Elysium Interstellar work jacket. "Well doesn't look like much Linus. Sorry boyo, that chink is as flat chested as you." Help please ... anybody ... AHHHHHH" Heviyas pleas were brusquely interrupted by Hus' fist meeting her stomach. "Will you hold still now?" she heard her tormentors cruel demanding voice. He tugged the jacket off her shoulders and peeled the fabric down until it met the.