I took a seat near the entrance so that I can have a glimpse of her; after about half an hour, I saw a girl in brown skirt and sleeveless t-shirt ente...ring the café coffee day. At first I didn’t recognize her as I had only seen her pic; she came near me and asked, “are you jagrukh ?”, I nodded my ahead. She took a seat next to me and we started talking to each other for a long time. I took her hand in my hand and squeezed it. At first she hesitated but later gave in to my affable gesture. When. I grabbed Sandy’s hand. Instinctively, she followed me to the ladies' room. “What is it?” she asked, as we stepped into the ladies' room. “I have a run in my panty hose,” I remarked. “What are you going to do?” Sandy asked. “The only thing I can do,” I replied. I stepped into a stall, slipped out of my platform heels and pulled up my skirt. I slipped out of the panty hose and wadded them up. I readjusted my skirt and stepped out of the stall. I tossed the panty hose into the wall-mounted trash. .stupid cocksucker,,,,,,,,,, Donna slid the door sideways and he stepped inside—sort of.. As soon as his shoulders were past the door, I pulled him hard while Donna pushed his narrow ass inside and slid the door closed...It took all of five seconds. She walked around and got into the drivers seat. I hit him exactly were he had hit Debra, but with considerable more force. Then I hit him square in the nose. I felt it crunch as it broke. Staley swung at my nose, making it bleed, but it. . like fridge ... kleenex ... coke ... things of that nature ... it's all cat chow ... and they won't eat it.Al put it in a cheesecloth bag and tied it to a fishing line in front of the hook, so ... if a fish bites he gets the hook too ... sea bass love cat chow ... the cats love fish guts, especially sea bass.It's purely disgusting to watch the cats tear into a pan of guts ... except for Connie ... she likes to watch the gulls invent new strategies for getting past the cats. If that girl keeps.