He's wearingpantyhose."Margaret came striding over. "Keep you're voice down Kelli. This is astore not a gym. Now what's all the fuss about?" "Look," ...elli said quietly, pointing at Jamie's legs. "He's wearingnylons. Did she tell you that you couldn't wear shorts unless you worenylons?" Yeah, but I usually wear them anyway." Hmm," said Margaret. "I didn't even notice until now. They look naturalon you. You sure do have nice legs." Margaret winked at him and smiled."What do you mean you wear. He finished making her breakfast, which she ate vigorously. She had not said a word yet, but finally blurted out, "Alex, I want to go home today."Alex looked at her and replied, "Today is almost over, Elena. And I have much to do yet. My food supplies are low, so I need to do some hunting and fishing. But don't worry. I'll make sure to get you up early tomorrow and get you home. Or get someone else to take you home."Hearing this last part, Elena looked at him worriedly and asked, "What do you. Chatty. friendly. Almost girly. Before I order a cake and a coffee you suggest that we take a cake home to yours and relax. Your house is stylish and comfortable and you are welcoming and charming. I am relaxing in your company. Somewhere floating around is an elephant in the room. We both know how we met. Why we are friends. Why I am here…….I am not thinking about that. You sit, demurely, on your stylish sofa. It’s just slightly odd that you walked ahead and sat down and didn’t invite me to. "I didn't even get his name (I later learned it is Marques), but maybe a half hour later, I got a text message from him saying, "I hope you like the music, and I'd love it if you came to my apartment tomorrow night for a private listening party. Text me back for directions."I wrote back saying I'd love to, asked for directions and what I should bring. He gave his address and said, "just bring your sexy self." Yeah, he wanted a little more than just me buying a CD from him, unless "buying a CD".