This was almost like a projection from the back of the cave.Noticing that the floor seemed level over to the projection, John suggested, “How about ...we go across to that wall, and along to that corner that was visible back a bit?”“Okay by me, John.” She had adopted from John, Vickie and Sheila the O.K./okay term for agreement. It did not have an exact equivalent abbreviation in the local language, so using it made sense.They stepped carefully across, angling towards that mysterious corner.. She wondered if she could get him to buy her some new and more expensive clothes - she thought she could. All of a sudden this thought startled her and she shook her head with the strawberry blond hair going to and fro. Get a hold of yourself, Lisa sternly commanded. You can't lose yourself now!It was a funny feeling for the new Lisa when they pulled up in front of what had been until the football game her condo! Politely, Eric opened the car door for her and she smiled and thanked him. He was. I ... stopped loving David. What else could it be? How much more selfish could I be?'Her mind was awhirl and one thought ran into the next.'Oh, my God. What must he think? What must he think about me? He must hate me. He must think I'm the biggest bitch this side of the Mississippi; hell, both sides. I can't just go to him and pick up where we left off. How can I just carry on like nothing happened? How can I be sure I'm still the right girl for him?'Remorse set in and tears began to run down. Blinking to clear his vision, he scanned the men sitting in scattered, chatting clumps. Stephan was about to move on when a burly fellow shifted forward in his seat, apparently needing to stress some point or other to his companions and he spotted a man at a table beyond him. Here was a man who showed some potential. His prospect watched the dancers avidly.Stephan assessed him with an artist's eye. His medium brown hair was silvering at the temples but from Stephan's vantage, his face seemed.