.." she wiggled thefingers on one hand, "... or this nail polish... to not make thisdress, you silly thing."But I really, really do hope you like th...s dress, honey. I mean,you're not just saying that to please me, right?"Frankie caught her tone and quickly reassured her. "Oh no, mother, Ireally do like it. It's lovely, really, and well, it's not retro atall. I mean, it looks wonderful. I'm sure anyone would be thrilled towear it."Lisa clapped her hands in delight that hid her sardonic. He thought to himself that Mrs. Swift was going to pay for it anyway.They sat in the cocktail lounge and had two drinks before they went into the dining room. When Don saw the prices he was glad that he had gotten an advance from Mrs. Swift. He ordered another drink for them and asked the waiter to give them a few minutes before taking their order."You sure you can afford this?" she asked.He smiled, "Who do you think is paying for this?"She looked at him for a minute, "You mean that you're. He froze, terrified. He turned his face and saw a girl. A peasant.She was about 20 years old. She was stuck with amazement and fear. A naked man, middle aged, completely naked right in the meadow where she loved to walk and lie. Where, like George, she loved to lie down and see the clouds. She wanted to escape. She had to escape. Indeed, she had to scream and flee, to run home and report that a depraved mature nude man with no shame was sat naked in the meadow. That pig with his skin, darkened. ’ ‘I promise.’ I said, kissing his chest. We separated, and I went to get dressed for work and he went to his office. I dressed in a very businesslike skirt and blouse with three inch high heels and went to Keith’s office. ‘Ready to go to work, boss.’ I said. He got up, walked over and kissed me, and we went to the office. It was the busiest day in the office since I became Keith’s personal assistant. Phil was in and out all morning as were some of the senior engineers. There were several.