On Friday afternoon, before leaving the house, I shaved, showered, and wore a clean white shirt, khakis, and comfortable shoes. I brought with me a small box of Neuhaus chocolates and a bottle of Chardonnay. On the way to their house, I also stopped at a flower shop and bought a bouquet of 2 dozen white and red roses.
I rang the bell right on time. Nadia opened the door. She looked very different than the times we met in the park. I guessed she was about 40, but with the makeup and lipstick on, she looked about 10 years younger. She was about 5'6", 130 pounds, with a nice figure that was emphasized by her long, gray evening gown.
I handed her the wine, chocolates, and flowers and blurted, "Nadia, you look gorgeous!"
She blushed, but recovered immediately and chortled, "I see you brought
