ess than four months before the arrest， Sherry sat looking across the
littered dinner table at Jim Clemmons. She tossed her ong， curly，
light brown hair over her shoulder and sat back further in her
padded， semicircular dinner chair. With one ear， she listened to his unin-
teresting conve \"sation， a polite smile plastered on her face. He s really
not thal good looking， she observed. That s a short-sleeved shirt， but he
rolls up the sleeves anyway to show off his muscles.
Jim carried on with his story， oblivious to any effect it might be hav-
ing， \" . . so I just realized this was the lift that could get me on the team
and I got total focus， you know?\"
Sherry nodded.
And I just busted through every barrier with sheer power of will. That
380 pounds just sailed up!\"
\"That sounds like a lot of weight.\" She raised her eyebrows and tried
to sound interested.
\"Well， for me it was an incredible weight. I only weigh 195. So anyway，
I figure ifl just keel)... \"
Sherry was able to let her mind wander without Jim realizing it. I bet
he s on steroids. I could h ve with that ~，[he d just be real sometimes. Four
dates now， and he never talks about anything real..， no interest in
using his mind， only his body..， be has no idea what s going on in my
life. How couM he， when he only talks about himselJ? She looked out the
picture window of the Acropolis restaurant at the river， now almost cov-
ered in the falling darkness. Two mallards drifted near the woods on the
far bank. I don t think this relationship s going an vwhere， she thought
with resignation.
Before long she began to complain about not feeling well， and got Jim
to take her home， which he was all too willing to do. No doubt he would
be expecting another roll in the hay like two weeks ago. It s notgo#tg to
happen/Sherry determined. She stopped and faced him :it the door to
the cedar wood apa， tment building， resolved to end the evening right
there. He advanced upon her and kissed her， but she was cold as ice.
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