<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_et9ttl8zdzQ/TD_-vwBMOGI/AAAAAAAAN5E/eP7JumXuE2M/s1600/1a3f651e06434edab4aee510aaf9f5b6.jpg)</div><br/>The mention of not having a cell phone made her frown.  Before she had a chance to say anything on the matter, though, David was already returning the Frisbee.  Her chest bounced a bit as she jumped around, she wasn't wearing a bra, but she didn't seem to mind.  It was more important to her to have some fun and make friends.<br/><br/>She grabbed the Frisbee with both hands, putting some effort into slowing it down to make it easier for her to catch.  She was reasonably strong as well, even if she didn't look it, but her imperfect technique required her to get in a little more practice.  Still, getting to watch David in action gave her the chance to learn a little bit through observation.<br/><br/>"We'll have to go to the mall in a bit.  I'll pick you up one," she offered, spinning around in a full circle to try to amplify some strength into the toss as she returned it.  It ended up making the disc go a little wide, spinning about so that he'd have to reach down low and to the right if he wanted to get it in time.  "David, do you have a-"  Her wince at her bad form interrupted her.  "Sorry.  Do you have a cell phone?"