But she is impulsive, and I am starting to believe that perhaps she doesn't mind the losing, or the consequences. This wager happened during our recent trip to Morocco, where we had gone for a little "cultural exchange. After several nuanced conversations and inquiries in coffeehouses around the main souk, I was approached by a very nice-looking young lady, with her head covered, of course, who told me that I would gather up my wife and follow her that we could "find what we were looking for. She took us down many narrow alleyways that seemed to run in every direction, and we finally entered a building through a very nondescript door with peeling paint.
At the stable where I keep my horse there is a small upstairs area with a lounge. One night while I was at the stable alone, Lori and her boyfriend show up. Lori is very dedicated to her horse and wanted to check up on her. Not wanting to interfere, I quietly sneaked up to the upstairs lounge to wait for them to leave. I know Lori well enough to say hello, but frankly I'm not much interested.
It was almost a Saturday afternoon ritual - Jim, one of my friends from work would come over and we'd watch the football game or hockey if it was winter , drink some beer ok, a lot of beer and enjoy ourselves. Usually our wives would get together and either go shopping, out to a movie or basically be anywhere but there with us. It usually worked out ok but every so often things would get a bit tense if one or both of our wives wanted to do something with us or more often just didn't want us sitting watching TV and getting drunk. The usual result is that they'd leave in a huff, spend more money than usual and go back to whoevers house we weren't at until the game was over.
Samantha and her husband David just finished getting ready to watch the superbowl when David's friends from work, Tod and Ty arrived. Amber reached over to grab his arm. I was very surprised when my brother-in-law Tom invited me to watch the super bowl with some of his friends.