" "I love you, too."I held his hand as we made our way to the Baggage Claim, pausing every now and then to exchange kisses."So, what do you think of m... after all these years? Am I what you expected?" I had only been on and off with pictures of me, and I knew he hadn't seen a recent one of me."You're beautiful," he said simply, "And -- of course I can't expect to know what you'd look like, but you fulfill all my expectations and more."I only squeezed his hand, and looked at him. He was serious,. " He gave a small chuckle as he handed her a much lighter but fancier wrapped package.Annie shook it before sitting on the sofa where Robert joined her. It was obvious that she had no idea what the box contained as she began to unwrap it. When she opened the box, there was a second box inside. It was a fancy pink see-through one decorated with images of abstract flowers and lace, and she could see that it contained sheer, black lingerie; a very fancy but tasteful combination of an underwire bra. I may not be much of a conversationalist in person until I get to know someone but in chat using the written word with time to think about what I am going to say I feel comfortable and am better one on one most of thet time. In one of our chats I meantioned that I wouldn’t be on till very late the next night because I had been invited to attend a native American circle being held by some new friends of mine, she asked me if her and her daughters could go also,I told her I needed to make a phone. ”Click.Okay, time to pack up, head for home. Back to good ole KC.Except. That was such a blunt instrument, Ms. Anderson. Do you really think that ... or was this a ploy to encourage me to dig deeper, work harder, be smarter? Or, more likely, I didn’t know what the fuck was going on. Much more likely.I put my Kansas City hacking team, no, my research team, Jessie and Jesse Sullivan, onto Anderson Mothwitz. And Ms. Anderson.Martinis. I learned to love them when I lived in New York. The taste,.