I arranged a meeting for two days' hence in a third city and looked through my list of other potential candidates for the remainder of the afternoon. ... I entered the restaurant exactly on time, my throat dry from the long flight, surprisingly long - I still wasn't used to living in such a big country. I felt a slight nervous excitement, unusual for me, as I entered the bar area and ordered a drink. She would be here, I was sure, having taken a very long train journey of her own to meet me. The top with the best hair. I was uncomfortable with this top and bottom labeling. I didn’t want to be labeled a bottom. I was stalling.“Ah, thank you,” Xiomara laid a hand over her breast and smiled warmly.“Yeah, you scream like a banshee,” I sniped at her as she picked the card of the enamelled table.“You may said that but this was about her hair,” Suzi snarked, “If X doesn’t have the best hair, take your card back.”“Keep the card, Xiomara,” I glared at Suzi. She killed my joke.“Good, Kia. "You," I replied, turning on the charm as I sensed she was already a willing participant."Really?" She smiled, seeming to put a similar amount of charm in her tone. I suddenly wasn't sure if I was the hunter or the prey.I nodded, "Can I buy you a drink?" At this bar the ladies buy the drinks," the redhead replied, her green eyes hypnotizing me. She waved to the bartender."Best bar ever," I joked."Oh, you don't know the half of it," she smiled as she leaned in and tugged on my ear lobe. "I'm. ‘Ruth’, called cut and they stopped the filming. “god this hurts,” she said, the hoods were soon off, mothers hair combed and jackets on they all set out to the beach, now on the sand, At the water`s edge, they stopped. ‘Clive’ was reminded by ‘Ruth’, to “keep behind the camera at all times” then she instructed Elly to go up the sand, take off her shoes, roll up your trousers, and to run down the beach towards me, undoing the shirt as you go. By now the shirt in her hand, they could see the.