Why are you talking to me?" We're looking for a spokesperson, Stacey," Laura said. "We're lookingfor someone who can speak to the youth of this count...ry, to girls andyoung women the world over and show them something better in life. Wethink that person has to have lived through more than just gettingeverything handed to her on a silver platter."Stacey looked from Callie to Laura. "You're saying you want me? Me?"Callie nodded. "You're the one with the story to tell, Stacey.Besides, you're a. Then out of nowhere a hand touched my shoulder, I turned to look and saw him. Well I saw his eyes first, looking over the top of an envelope, gorgeous brown eyes that were smiling at me. He then brought the envelope down, my eyes followed, taking in his beautiful features and very kissable mouth. "Hello" He said, I giggled, "Hello Mr Grey." He led me into the Cafe, with was very busy, why it had to be that day to be busy when all I wanted to do was sit down and talk to him. We were finally. .. nothing like that. I was only thinking you had to be someplace." I don't," he said. "I am worried about my partner. You haven't met him. He's a little crazy sometimes. Likes to bust people's balls." I know the type," Dianah told him, getting up from her seat. "C'mon, let's get it on in the van. I'm still tingling from Vaughn, you know?"Tony threw a ten on the table to cover their coffee and pastry, and with his arm around Dianah's waist, escorted her out to the van.Following a leisurely romp. It accented her ample bosoms and firm derriere. Yet she was the same Shannon he had flirted with at the games. The same smiling eyes, full lips and infectious laugh. Coyly, she paused and said “Well?” as she correctly surmised that the dress had the desired effect. “You look amazing!” he stammered,” …for a soccer mom.” He quickly added, finally regaining self control and his dry wit. She punched him in the shoulder and then grabbed his hand and dragged him inside the restaurant. It was a.