" She frowned while watching you with a careful gaze. You weren't sure what she was thinking, as you've often found Emily hard to read."Okay. So what ...do we do?" You asked, weakly feigning enthusiasm."Well, we'll have to get rid of some. We have a total of fifty relatives attending... Fifteen close friends... And sixteen work colleagues." She said, eyeing you wearily. You now knew what the look was for.You'd invited around ten colleagues, including your boss. Emily wasn't overly pleased to say. I accepted a cold beer from you which was a welcomed peace offering to let me know we were “cool” and swiftly moving beyond our initial misunderstanding. As we talked I sipped my beer politely and asked for a tour of the vacant room, just then you boldly grabbed my hand wrapping mine in your warm palm leading me down the hall toward a row of identical closed doors. You opened the first door which was a linen closet, then the next door which was your room and then pointed. There was a bouncer at the door and after he checked my license and we paid the cover, we walked down a long dark hall way. You could see rooms full of gym equipment. Finally we saw a light at the end of the hallway. We walked through the door and it hit me like a ton of bricks. "Oh my god" I stuttered. Vanessa looked at me, knowing that I was in heaven. There were about 50 to 60 people in the stands, which were mainly folding chairs. Then there was an actual wrestling ring. It was a Blue mat,. The ones that gave tips, made a point of putting the change down into my pocket by their own hand. Nothing was ever said verbally, but the eyes and actions said a lot.After I graduated high school, I joined the service, and after boot camp, I met new friends that thought as I did and we hung out at the beaches along the coast of Southern Cal. where we met a group of gals who were a lot of fun, and so we met up with them every week end. We all kind of paired up, and things were great, but the.