I've never considered myself as someone to be fixated upon or someone you could have a Jones over." To me you are and you have established yourself as... someone that others enjoy gathering around. You have protected and defended your surroundings, you have made fast friends with several neighbors. You obviously have met the leaders of the local motorcycle gang but I don't think you're a part of it, and you seem to be doing some things that are like a job or a business." That's pretty good. And I will never forget the first look that she gave me, shy eyes and a silent smile that almost sealed us as ‘US.’ And yet, six years on and we were still best friends but not yet a couple. Admittedly, I am not a great looker or a hunk per se. and I especially don’t think I could ever have done something good to have even dreamt about having a girl like her to call my own. I am a geeky and eccentric young man with boyish looks that girls seem to deem ‘cute’ not making me one of the much sought. Now he's weird."Megan rolled her eyes."Everybody's talking about him. Why does he wear pantyhose?"Megan was very bored with this conversation. "Why don't you ask himyourself." I'm not going to talk to him." Good grief Melissa. He's not a leper. I'll try to let you know whenhe's coming over so you can hide." Carla thinks you're dating him." Carla should stop sniffing her nail polish. We're friends. Don't youhave anything else to do."Melissa smiled triumphantly before walking out of the room. She. Three women patrolled the dark grounds, giggling to moans and shrieks that emitted from the huts. With pasties affixed on their nipples and soiled breechcloths covering their loins, they traversed in half-naked state."I think tiggera won't show up tonight," said the hefty guard. She was holding a torch to illuminate their path."You are right, Pomona! She won't attack us after we drove her away using this," Zola said, brandishing her spear ostentatiously."Gilda is worse," Nita said. "Last night,.