The local nightclub was only a few minutes away from their cabin and they walked the short distance there, the hardening snow crunching underfoot. They were surprised to find so many people inside. The dance floor was packed and they ordered a couple of drinks at the bar and sat on bar stools to watch. Elizabeth turned to Mike and raised her voice over the music. "It looks like you have your pick, Mikey. Most of these girls look about your age. In fact, I'm probably the oldest woman in here!"
"You fit right in, Mom. You look amazing." Mike looked at her appreciatively. She wore an elegant red dress that accentuated her cleavage and hugged her curves. Even though there was snow on the ground outside she had insisted on wearing her matching red heels. She took a sip from her drink and Mike
