Well that had not been the reaction he'd expected...fury he could understand some women were like that...femanazi's some  according to the various letters to editors would have been inspired by the photo...but to almost have an asthma attack...weird, Alex looked at the photo and shrugged he'd seen dozens like it , surely she had...heck she just had to sit infront of a mirror for a free show. Eli got up and put the magazine in its hiding place, he wanted to say something but suddenly she was a whirlwind of action, when ever his mother was like that then interrupting normally meant volunteering to help clean up.<br/><br/>sighing Eli grabbed his inlines and made to walk out looking at hot cleaner babe he wanted to say something cool but nothing cane to mind, so he simply wlaked out his room and left her to it.<br/><br/>The ramp at the back of his house wasn't great but it was the compromise his mother had finally agreed to , he could still get a few feet of air rather than the seven foot high ramp he wanted which his mother have fervently objected to ...something about the entire neighbourhood did not need to see him flying thru the air every few seconds.<br/><br/>He used the inlines comparatively rearly, they were the third option outside of water...but his skateboard was locked up, his bike still rideable on the flat was unrideable on the vert thanks to idiot boy and his dumber girlfriend...so the inlines were all he had, that didn't mean he wasn't talented with wheels on his feet and soon enough he was a good foot feet above the rim and in the groove.