* The night progressed quite nicely.* The night progressed quite nicely. The music was kept at a good level and there were people dancing, which is always a good thing at a party, and everyone was having a good time. After an hour or so of "socializing" I decided that it was time for me to return and make another attempt and enticing Shelly. I returned to the kitchen, which, by this time, had gotten intolerably warm...with the punch and all other drinkables being located there it was no wonder everyone chose to congregate in that room. "Its much cooler on the front porch," I whispered into her ear as I walked up behind her and put my arms around her waist. "And a little quieter and more conducive to conversations rather than yelling matches" She leaned her head back onto my shoulder and smiled. "Sure, let me get some water first" Cute AND friendly, how can this be? I couldn't belive it. I escorted her through the crowd of dancing people and out the front door. We sat on the railing which surrounds the porch. "So, what have you been doing with yourself these days? I haven't seen you since...wow, back in January. Whats's new in your life", I said, trying to get the conversation off to a good start. "Not much. I've been hanging around with Steve...going to school...working. You know, the normal boring stuff." "Yeah, I've been working myself. Haven't been in school but I'm trying to work my way up to it again." I paused for a short while to reposition myself and she stood up. "Leaving me?? So soon??" I asked, with a mock pained expression on my face. "No, wanted to turn around and stretch my legs" She turned around to face away from me, straddled the railing and reseated herself. "Comfortable?" "Yes. Go on, you were saying..." She leaned into me as I lightly lifted up her shoulder-length hair and began to gently massage her neck and shoulders. "Thank you," She said. "You are ALWAYS welcome to this." She sighed and bent her head forward to allow for a better position for my hands. |