As promised by the meteorologist, the weather was as good as could be: early morning the humidity was low, the temperature was 65 degrees, and it was supposed to climb to 77 degrees in the afternoon hours.
Mona parked her car outside my door on time. She had on jeans, a long sleeved blouse, and a pair of sneakers. She was ready to go out. I kissed her lips and said, "Where would you like to eat breakfast?"
"I don't really care. I am not that picky."
"There is a Denney's nearby. But I prefer to have the dessert here."
Mona asked innocently, "Are you telling me you bought a good cake or a delicious ice cream?..."
"Not even close. YOU will be my dessert."
She grinned, "Your mind is deviant. I ask myself what I am doing here with you..."
"Don't wonder too much. Just give in to my superi
