Buster spent most of his time with what was once called trophy women. He would tease them with talk of marriage but as most men have always been, he r...eally only wanted one thing. He had to finally tell Amanda to get lost, that he wasn't interested in a fat, short troll. Which sent the sensitive green eyed girl crying. She was 28 and could soon apply for the mandatory marriage pool.But what few high quality guys ended up there went to older female executives. The rest were mostly low quality and. Think about that! And you know most of the NHL players are Canadian.”“True. But that’s changing.”“Yes, with more Europeans, especially Russians and Swedes, in the past five years, and the American numbers are picking up, too, but Canada still dominates.”“You kids are having fun, aren’t you?” Paul asked.“Yes!” Jesse, Mikey, and Nicole all responded.“Jesse,” I said. “Tomorrow, they’re going to present you with commemorative medals for playing here in Russia. They aren’t ‘participation’ trophies,. His photograph reminded me of how gorgeous he was again. I waited only a short time before the receptionist called me into the room. There was Paul. He stood up and shook my hand, apologizing sincerely for his clumsiness the night before. He was a perfect height, about 6 foot 2. He had a mop of dark hair and the most beautiful blue eyes. His eyelashes seemed to go on forever. His handgrip was firm and I trembled as he put his hand on my shoulder and asked me to make myself comfortable on the. She became aware of someone shaking her, and turned her head slowly, to see her mom there. She mouthed something Buffy couldn't make out.Buffy tried to read her lips.Honey… Are... you... okay? Did... she... hurt... you… Buffy?Buffy shook her head no slowly. Her hearing returned as the world came back to her.She looked back over and saw the ambulance had arrived. They were loading Faith up in the ambulance on a stretcher, her blood pouring out, staining the carpet, and her precious leather.