The ball rolled away and hit one of the legs of a bar stool. They barely noticed it, concentrating instead on each other.

'Oh my gosh! I am such a klutz! But, I couldn't help it. Tony's hands were so warm and tender on my leg I just..'

'Oh Damn. She feels so good lying on top of me. Wait, I can't be thinking like this!'

'I should get off him. '

'I wish she would get off me.'

But neither made an attempt to move. Instead they just stared at each other as if they were in a trance.

Angela knew they couldn't stay like this. What if her Mother and Max came down and found them all tangled together? They would never live it down. So she made the reluctant decision to get them out of this embarrassing predicament.

"Oh my gosh Tony! I fell on top of you!" Angela's eyes were wide and her voice was breathless.

"Gee thanks Angela! I never would have figured it out without you!" Tony said sarcastically.

"Are you okay?"

"Well considering your elbow is jammed in my hip, your legs are crushing mine, and you knocked the wind out of me yeah I'd say I'm doing ok."

"I guess the Connecticut Klutz strikes again!" She chuckled nervously.

"Uh yeah. I guess so." He swallowed hard and licked his lips. Her lips were mere inches from his. Her soft pink lips. The lips that he had kissed before. The lips he wanted to kiss now. Angela stared down at him. His lips were mere inches from hers. His soft plump lips. The lips she had kissed before. The lips she wanted to kiss now.

They felt an intense desire rising between them. They both knew it was wrong. They both knew it shouldn't happen. But they wanted and needed it. He raised his head. She lowered hers…..

"So Mona I was wondering….." Max's voice interrupted them.

As if someone had thrown a bucket of cold water on them they broke apart but still remained on the floor tangled up.

"Well what do we have here? I guess Angela really did bowl you over!" Mona laughed.

"Very funny Mother."

"So,does this mean the two of you have finally decided to go for it? If you are, you have my blessing but I would think you would have found somewhere more romantic and comfortable than a bowling alley in a basement. "

"MOTHER!"

"MONA! This is not what it looks like!"

"Oh really? Because to me it looks like Angela is lying on top of you."

"I fell. That's all that happened."

"Oh really?" Mona raised her eyebrow.

"Yes. I had a cramp and lost my footing."

"Ok. If you say so." She shrugged. "But I am wondering something."

Tony rolled his eyes. "What is it?"

"Why are the two of you still on the ground? You could have gotten up at any time the whole time we have been talking."

"Oh yeah." Angela blushed. She rolled off Tony and got on her knees. Max held his hand out and helped her up. He then proceeded to help Tony up too.

"So, I take it you were giving Angela bowling lessons?" Max asked.

"Yeah, I was."

"And how did she do?" Mona asked.

"Oh you know. A few gutterballs. But she did manage to knock down a few pins."

"And you too." Mona smiled sweetly with a touch of devilness.

"Cool it Mona!" Tony growled, his face turning beet red.

"I did get a strike. But that was when he-we both rolled the ball down the lane." Angela said shyly.

"I see. Well how about a friendly game? Max and me against the two of you?"

"Ummm yeah. Okay" Tony shook the pins and needles out of his arms and legs and walked over to the bar where he had left his drink. He picked it up and downed the rest. He picked Angela's ball up and walked over and handed it to her. Their fingers touched causing a little spark to pass between them.

"Thank you Tony."

"You're welcome." He walked away needing to get some distance between them.

Mona and Max watched them in amusement.

"Ok, Mona, let's pick our balls and we can get started." Max said and they walked over to the ball return. After a few minutes they chose their respective balls.

"All right ladies first. Mona you start." Max smiled.

Mona smiled back and rolled her ball down the lane getting a strike.

Angela clapped enthusiastically.

"YAY Mother!"

"Thank you dear. But was it as exciting as falling on top of Tony?"

"Mona!" Tony growled.

Mona smiled sweetly and went to sit at the bar. Max pulled out a couple cans of soda from the fridge and handed her one. She nodded her thanks and pulled the tab.

"Ok, your turn Angela."

Angela took a deep breath and picked her ball up.

'Ok just concentrate on what you're doing. Don't think about Tony's hands on you or falling on top of him.'

But that was easier said than done. She flashed back to when he showed her how to play pool. His hands on her waist, his front pressed up against her back. He told her he was just aiming her but she hadn't believed him.

'Ok, here goes nothing.'

She rolled the ball down the lane and to her surprise managed to knock down six pins.

"Not bad dear!"

"Thanks."

"Yeah, Angela. That was pretty good. Now let's see if you can knock down the other four." Tony smiled and handed her the ball after it came back in the ball return.

Angela smiled back and looked down the lane at the remaining four pins. She wanted to knock them down so badly. And it wasn't just because she was a competitive person. It was because she wanted Tony to be proud of her.

"Okay, here goes nothing."

She rolled the ball and again to her surprise managed to knock down the remaining four pins.

"Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle! Tony must have done some great teaching! The falling on top of him aside of course."

Angela and Tony chose to ignore her.

"Nice shot Angela."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. So, Max, I guess it's your turn."

Max picked his ball up and got a strike.

"Very good Max." Mona said, winking at him.

He winked back and sat down beside her.

"Okay, I guess it's my turn." Tony picked his ball up and rolled it down the lane knocking all ten pins down in one fell swoop.

"YAY BABY!" Tony hooted and hollered.

"Oh brace yourselves Mr. Athlete is going to get full of himself." Mona teased him.

"Hardy. Har. Har."

"All right. My turn." Mona got up and picked her ball up. This time she was only able to knock down eight pins.

"HA! That's what you get!" Tony taunted her.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." She picked her ball up after it came back, rolled it down the lane and successfully knocked down the remaining two pins.

"You were saying Bub?" Mona patted him on the chest and resumed her seat.

Tony rolled his eyes.

"Your turn Angela."

Angela picked her ball up and once again concentrated on the pins at the end of the lane. She took a few steps, released the ball from her fingers and…

CRASH!

BOOM!