Knowing my conference schedule, I began to look at the flight schedule back onto South Florida since I would not mind flying into a different airport ...han the one I flew from, if it means arriving a day earlier. I was schedule to return on Saturday, but I notice the conference was ending on Friday afternoon. During the week, I continue chatting with her and teasing her about where I should take her for a date upon my return. By the middle of the week, her response to my teasing was simple. ". Her music pounded and my eyes were on her for the duration of the short trip.Upon entering her large home, set back from the street and accessed via a rambling pathway through the heavily wooded front yard, I wondered if she'd offer me a drink, or spend some time in the living room. She, however, stayed with the direct approach."Follow me," she said over her shoulder as she started up the wide, winding stairway.What can I say? I followed.Her bedroom was massive and its centerpiece was a large. ’ ‘Sounds like fun. Any place in particular?’ ‘Nope. Just kinda gonna go.’ ‘Was that a mustang I heard you pull up in?’ ‘Yeah.’ Dylan said sheepishly. He knew his mother didn’t approve of ‘fast’ cars, but he knew he just had to have it. ‘Dil, you know how I feel about those cars. After what happened with your father -‘ ‘I know mom, but it’s safe. I promise I will be safe.’ Dylan assured his mother with pleading eyes. He knew that she wasn’t happy with it, but he also knew that she was only. Her voice could not be described as anything short of sultry when she asked, "Is this seat taken?"I sat back and turned to look directly at her and smiled, saying, "No I've been saving it for you." Why thank you," she replied with an accent that told me that her sweet little peaches had to be from Georgia. She scooted up onto the high armchair and crossed her legs with an unprecedented grace.The bartender excused herself, as she placed the portable bar tray in from of me and delivered my meal..