. Slurp . . Oh, that's okay honey . . Suck . . Suck . . Slurp . . I wasn't really planning to do anything anyway . . Slurp . . Slurp . . Suck . . Suck... . . Slurp." Honey, what's that noise"? I ask. "Are you eating something?" Slurp . . Slurp . . Oh, yeah, sorry, I'm ah, I'm sucking on a popsicle. I didn't mean to be so loud." No, that's fine," I say with a little laugh. "It sounds like you're really doing a job on that thing." Oh, sorry, " Robyn says giggling. "Slurp . . Slurp . . Suck . . It's. I was down a bottle and in no way could even stand on my own. But my friends managed to find me an auto and tell him the place where i lived. I got in and continuously going off and on in between. But i could hear my auto driver chattering away to me… he was actually giving me advice on how i shouldn’t be drinking and travelling this late at night. All i did was ask him to keep his eye on the road and i guess that was my downfall, cause he didn’t like my tone. But i was least bothered, i could. My eyes settled on one of the ladies, just as she looked up. Our eyes met, and neither of us looked away. From then on it was as though there was nobody else in the room. We did have to look away at times to do such things as pay homage to the first class steak I was eating, or for her to talk to her friends. At one stage I discreetly saluted her with my wine glass.She and her friends got up and proceeded to the cashiers position. I could now see she was about 5'6", a beautifully sculpted. We can all stand a little charming once in a while. I could fall for the guy if he wasn't so insistent on moving back to Spain."Jack said, "Really? You hardly know him, Mom." Jack, it seems like we just had this discussion about you and Jill. Don't worry, I'm not ready to drop everything and marry the guy. But I do want to get to know him better. He's the most genuine person I've met in a long time. I don't think he has a politically correct bone in his body. What he does have is manners..