"The numbers alongside the dates were scores."Dale nodded stiffly. Todd guessed as much. What he didn't understand was Dale's presence at his house. D...ale blushed unexpectedly when asked."It, uh, had to do with what he wrote at the bottom of the card."Todd frowned. He didn't like being half-informed. "Go on." It said, 'Settle up with your brother before it's too late.'"Todd frowned even deeper. "What's that mean?" he demanded, though he very well knew what that meant. And so a year later, with. Is that Al Gore?To err is humor.Beer ConventionThere’s a big conference of beer producers in the most beautiful town in the world: Amsterdam, the Netherlands... At the end of the day, all of the presidents of all beer companies decide to have a drink in a bar. The president of ‘Budweiser’ orders a Bud, the president of ‘Carlsberg’ orders a Carlsberg, and the list goes on... Then the waitress asks Freddie Heineken what he wants to drink, and much to everybody’s amazement, Mr. Heineken orders a. “It was nice to meet you, Mr. Croswell, Ms. Blevins. Will I see you in the morning?”“We'll be here at nine,” I said.“Great. I'm looking forward to it. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a dinner date,” he said. He hurried off to his car.Sarah and I got in the Mercedes and watched Owens drive away.“What do you think so far?” I asked.“Am I being hyper-sensitive? That guy is a total creep! Just having him look at me made me feel dirty,” she said.“I saw him. He wasn't even trying to be. What shall we do about it?”“I have an idea,” I said trying to act as if I’d just thought of it, “how about a sex simulation?”“Don’t know what that means but if I get an orgasm out of it then let’s go!”I took Niki’s hand and led her to my bed. This would be the first time we used my room for sex stuff but it was time we moved her out of her comfort zone. We laid down on the bed facing each other and I pulled her close loving the way her warm naked body molded into mine. I began kissing her,.