<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/7297/tzuhccaneoolbdb6g.jpg) <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Steffy – CC</span></strong></div></div>Mechelle introduces the board.  I say “I see.”  Which is accurate, but not true.  Who could make sense of the board?  The written ‘ones’ look like ‘sevens’, but I’ll save that for some unforeseen tactical advantage.<br/><br/>I’ve been with Courtney for a long time, but I don’t know which arm she tosses with.  In a romantic way I try her right and left biceps. I don’t want to get her all tense, but it could be important to have some sense of her skill level.<br/><br/>Horse shoes!  There is the Iowa experience after all.  She was taking on all comers—and I mean all comer on horseshoes.  Horseshoes only!<br/><br/>I ask Mechelle, “Of course one bets on such games, correctomundo?”<br/>