It didn't matter if I was facing him or facing away from him. Dennis would go crazy.But it didn't matter. He was supposed to. After all, he had marrie... me, so he obviously found me attractive.And then one day, it happened. I was working in the yard, and I heard the doorbell ring. I went to the door and there was a delivery guy there. It was Brad. I remember him because he was a year older than my son and had helped him learn the plays when he played high school football. As we greeted each. A few minutes later I heard what I thought was Pat’s key in the front door and looked up into the eyes of a stranger.“Hello Sven, I’m Jan. Pat sends her apologies, she’ll be along a little later, but right now she’s tied up.’Jan, about Pat’s size in all respects, casually slipped off and dropped her light coat over the back of one of the chairs before walking into the room.In high heels and naked.Stark naked!Short blonde hair and nothing else; shaved or waxed, I couldn’t tell and cared less.. They use to have a great soup and salad combo for lunch that was always savory and plentiful.’ The restaurant was just as he remembered. There was a fireplace in the center of the dining room with tables scattered around the large stone surround from floor to ceiling. He was seated one table removed from the fireplace. It was not a particularly busy time of the day and there were several unoccupied tables. He was thoroughly engaged in reading the menu when he found himself distracted by a. The cab driver loaded their bags into the trunk while Peter seated her. Then he got in and the driver took off headed to their hotel."So where are you two headed anyway?" the driver asked."Take us to the Omni Los Angeles Hotel please," Charlotte said all business-like. Peter smiled at her."The Omni - that's a very nice hotel. Are you two on your honeymoon or something?" the driver asked.Charlotte giggled, "No, this is a business trip - I'm Mr. Peckerwood's secretary!" she said. But as Peter.