We were dressed in similar styles, based on what they said was the mingling style at the club -- not that I had yet been to the club. The dresses were... all stretchy and comfortable. Cathy’s was dark orange and micro-length. Rather than heels like the rest of us, she wore high-heeled, warm brown, knee boots. Muscle rippled in her legs. Shelley’s gown was medium blue and floor-length, but slit over one leg. Her waist-length hair shone in blue-black contrast against the fabric.My outfit was an. "Sure, go for it." Are you going to keep it this long? I think you should. With thecolours it looks so exotic and it's so thick and soft. I wish I had hairlike this." I don't know. I know I won't be kidding anyone if I go for a macho cut,but I think I'll still get a fair bit chopped off," I replied."Oh well, your loss," Jenny said matter-of-factly. "There, hair done.Just one more thing," she added as she lifted my ponytail out of the wayand slipped something around my neck.I had a look in my. He made a fist and hit the steering wheel, the side of his hand hurting. In a neighboring car, an elderly woman gave him a look of concern. “Just trust me,” he said in a lower, but no less angry voice.She sighed. “I have been waiting four years for you to divorce her, and for us to be together. What do I have to show for our relationship? In that time I could’ve married someone else, but instead, I’ve been waiting, and for what? Nothing!”As they pulled up to a red light, Ariel started fiddling. He definitely wanted Casey to feel sorry for his situation.Casey and the man seemed to get along online. He told her his name was Jason. He said he traveled for his job but would be in her area on business. He wanted to meet Casey. He wanted to meet Casey the next time he was in town. Casey was excited and wanted to meet him too. Jason seemed like a nice man and was very interested in meeting Casey. They chatted until Casey was couldn't do anymore. She told Jason how exhausted she was.