She came over to him and looked up at his face, smiling. Bill noticed that her eyes were a very different shade of blue, almost like the color of a ro...bin's egg. Sarah was wearing white shorts and a red sleeveless knit pullover type shirt. While it wasn't skin tight, her breasts were clearly defined. It didn't say, I'm slutty" but rather just, "Hey, I've got boobs, and this is what size they are." So, Sarah, how far have you gone with a guy?" Not very" was Sarah's less than informative. A waiter came round, so I ordered two rums for Sally and me and asked the black guy what he wanted. He looked at the waiter (but not at me) and told him he would have just a bottle of water. He turned back to Sally and slipped his arm round the back of the sofa placing it round her shoulder; his other hand moved under the table to touch her knee.Another slow song come on and she grabbed his hand, “Let’s dance.” He followed her and they again moved into each other’s arms leaving me seated there. ’ Since I drove and Janice didn’t, that made a world of sense, so we made a date. Grocery shopping on the Monday night before Thanksgiving. Putting this down on paper makes my enthusiasm over such a mundane event seem rather foolish to most, but then again you would have had to have lived my life over the prior six years to fully appreciate the way I felt. Chapter 3. Shopping for Thanksgiving dinner. When I knocked on Janice’s door that Monday evening. she opened it almost as soon as my. They commentedcritically on how well, or badly, the dresses suited each of them. Theywere surprised when I added my four-penn'th, but had to acknowledge thatwhat I was suggesting was appropriate. "You've developed quite an eye forstyle and colour" commented Madeleine. "I bet there is some girl inManchester who has taken you under her wing and is determined to smartenyou up!" I muttered that "Yes, there was someone like that" - neverletting on that the "girl" in question was actually a.