Next time we'll have you try it on in the store." "You're kidding!" I said."We'll see," she laughed. "I think you might really like it."I didn't know...what to think. Next time? Was she really going to make mego out bra shopping with her again? And trying it on in the store? Iwas lucky there weren't any other customers in the store when we wentshopping this time. I'd be mortified if I had to do that.I decided to just go about my business and try to ignore the fact I waswearing a bra. I had. But," he went on with his peculiar smile, "I am here in Paris, and have plenty of time before me--by and by will do for that." With these reflections he entered his carriage and returned home. Two hours afterwards, Madame Danglars received a most flattering epistle from the count, in which he entreated her to receive back her favorite "dappled grays," protesting that he could not endure the idea of making his entry into the Parisian world of fashion with the knowledge that his splendid equipage. "I'll be happy to help."It was turning into a beautiful fall evening. I rode my bike over to the Wilkinson house after dark. The leaves on the trees were just turning into their amazing annual display of colors, and some were just starting to fall. I could hear the crunch of dried leaves underneath my tires as I rolled along the street.I dropped my bike on the front lawn and climbed the steps to the front door. I opened the screen to knock on the door, but it opened before I had a chance."Hi,. It was only a short drive to the hotel, she was there by 5:15 in her room by 5:30 her manicure being booked for 6pm. Her room was lovely, she was really looking forward to having a huge double bed all to herself. since she was in a part of the hotel reserved for spa guests she got settled in, changed into her bikini, put on the soft robe provided and went down for her first treatment. Petra the manicurist was nice but a little too chatty forgetting that some people just wanted to relax and be.