It all came to boil when Chris, the star shortstop, inadvertantly hit the proverbial nail, right on the head, as he chided Wally, "C'mon man, it's tha...t little bitch that keeps your mind off the game. Can't you keep it in your pants until after each game?"In that moment of crystalization, even as the two boys rolled on the ground, fighting, the manager realized he might have to trade away his best player because Wally and Sarah would have to be separated, and nobody would take Sarah onto their. Your eyes snap up to meet hers and a slight terror exudes your eyes as you fully realize what she just said and what living in a nudist colony would truly mean for you. "Woah, woah, woah. You're saying I have to be naked too?" You ask this question before your mind has a chance to fully realize how ridiculously stupid the question truly is."It's a nudist colony. They have rules that everyone has to follow." Her attitude appears to soften a little as her empathy starts to kick in, remembering. Finished she looked herself over in the mirror.The severe French braid left her neck and shoulders bare to reveal the singlespaghetti strap over each shoulder, the chain bearing the keys disappearedbetween her enhanced cleavage. Unless she were to lean over extremely far itdidn't look like she was wearing a bra at all. The halter ended just belowher belly button leaving almost 3 inches of her gently curved stomach barebefore her jeans dangerously low waistline. They were so low, in fact, thatit. If we happen to mention them in passing, she won't take much notice. Her taste is like Jeremy's, classical music and jazz. If she asks I can tell her we need her help because you're doing some work for Loyd for a month or two, sorting out papers for him.''She'll probably spend all her time telling me how useless men are. But ... yes, why not ask her.''Odd you selling that book about the Oracles of Aten today, though. I've been making enquiries about them for my section of Rick's life story..