83. Thong

She knew exactly what she was doing though it seemed nonchalant. He looked on admiringly as she went about pretending to accomplish her daily details. Every nuance had been rehearsed for an audience of one. She played the game well and he was none the wiser, falling for it like a silly rabbit.

82. Beach

I probably shouldn’t have bought those answers. But there is no way I can get caught. I hope Beth isn’t cluing in. She is being so vibey and passive aggressive. It’s impossible for her to know about Greg. So not worried about that, though it would be easier to handle than her knowing anything else, I have so much on her, she wouldn’t dare. It’s college, no one will remember a thing. And that test will finally get me through this bullshit and these people I will never see again.

81. Soos again

She didn’t know how to take it. She had used all her tricks to get through to him and the truth was, she was running out of ideas. He moved through everything shielded from life. It was beyond body language, it was his entire way of being, like he just couldn’t commit to being there. Yet he kept engaging with her. It was thoroughly frustrating. She would have to truly take charge.

80. Winter

He did it all for the love of his family. Shift work was brutal, sleeping in the daylight hours and working at night, it defied circadian rhythm. Time and half was worth the martyrdom he took on. He really only saw his kids on the weekend and his wife had stopped waiting up for him. He never felt lonely though, darkness was his companion.

79. The Fat Lady

Just when she thought it could get no worse he said he had to stop in to check on his mother. She braced herself as it was only 9 O’clock, and feigning an early morning wasn’t going to work yet. Amazingly his mother was just as embarrassed that he would show up on a date. She immediately made killer Magaritas with premium Tequila. It was the start of a beautiful friendship.

78. Hot dog

It was an excruciating date. He spoke excessively about himself like a bloated salesman on a used car lot. He was determined in professing his admiration for her, yet she barely spoke, and at a certain point, gave up at trying to do so. His idea of a fun outing consisted of going to an “I’m young-at-heart” amusement park. She felt like a fool surrounded by the teenagers alternately whooping it up or sticking their tongues down each other’s throat. She didn’t bother telling him she was vegetarian when he ordered dinner.

77. Glamour And Heat.

The glamour fell away as she moved in heated frenzy. She felt beyond disheveled and horridly out of place. Everyone else saw her as stunning and elegant, otherwordly as she moved within her own aura. She didn’t want to judge the beer swillers, but she didn’t want to make conversation either. She just wanted to take her shoes off and swallow back a martini.

76. Bat Shit Crazy

There was no question she was driving him bat shit crazy. He wondered if they would have already broken up had they not married so quickly. All his friends seemed to have free reign over their relationships. They labeled him the stable guy and she chose that too. There were times he just wanted to run but he wasn't a quitter. They loved each other like mad and the makeup sex was well worth it.

75. Warner Bros.

He found it inspiring. Sitting up here was the only reminder of the heights he came to achieve. His reality was dark and a complete drudgery. He lied to his family back home with visions of lightness and humour. He wasn’t a star, he was bland and lumped in with people whose dreams were extinguished long ago. He refused to succumb. When he got back to his cubicle he got a voice mail that was a small victory that could ultimately lead to major change if he played the game right.

74. Charles.

There was no harm in checking it out. Even as he stood on the edge his comfort zone he saw it was a test for him, a new encounter that he had been unprepared for previously. This was his chance to become absorbed into a new social scene and dispel his outsider status. The challenge was too much to fight, he took a deep breath and walked in alone for the first time in his life.

73. Backseat

She swore it would be the last time. She was smooth confidence on the outside, total and utter trepidation on the inside. She walked as a woman who held a secret close to her chest, fooling everyone in her path. But her story crumbled when the right person questioned her. She had no time to decide whether the driver would keep it quiet.

72. Curve.

He could rhapsodize about her body for hours. When they were apart her silhouette was ingrained in his mind and he could recall it in an instant. It sent him into a flushed state, simmering and aching to lay his eyes on her again. He left her frustrated, his eyes lingered when she wanted him to touch. But this was his fetish, and she struggled to determine if she wanted to remain it’s subject.

71. Legs.

She had her youth as her mask. It was what she used to hide her many
lifetimes from prying eyes. The experiences were hers alone and she
drew on them as needed for the situations she found herself in, most
of them, not pretty. But she always clambered out unscathed, rosy
and dewy in rebirth.

70. Cowboy J.

He couldn’t figure out why his mother believed it. To him it was a good story, as a good as the Westerns he was allowed to watch at 4 o’ clock. If Jesus came on TV it might convince him into believing too. His 9-year-old mind conjured up visions of Jesus riding into a dusty town, swinging through the saloon doors and asking who was in charge. He decided then and there, it would always be him. He would be the captain of his soul.

69. The Guide

Everyone thought she was a wallflower and she had believed it. Sometimes a part of her personality exposed itself as she shrugged off the shy one. She discovered she could connect and guide others. To the point where it not only surprised them, it shocked and scared the heck out of her. But she couldn’t help it. It wouldn’t be long before her inner desire for a larger audience would be fulfilled.