She waved at everybody as well, and then after a moment, I spoke up again. “I have to confess something here. I saw that video just a few days ago m...self, and the first thing that I could think of to say to Marilyn was, ‘Wow! You got to meet Tom Selleck!’” Laughter rocked the place as I grinned at the audience. “Then it got worse, because Marilyn promptly told me that she was heading back to Hollywood, because he was a heck of a lot cuter than me and had a full head of hair.” More laughter.When. Please remember, I still care for George. I know how you... how both of you... feel about him. I know you love him as I do. And that's the problem. I love George like you do, but... the fact is I LOVE someone... someone else." She waited, letting the words seep in.Even if we knew it beforehand, it was still a shock now to have it affirmed. We both looked at our plates."Please, please, say something." she pleaded."Oh, Melissa, we are just so sorry to hear it. After all these years; are you. Running out of things to talk about I suggested we dance. Shelly put on some of her parent's fifties Rock 'N Roll, the best dance music I know of, and we did some boogie and some twist. We traded partners through a few songs, then things got a little racy. Shelly and I were dancing a slow, doo-wah, belt buckle polisher. We began dancing a good distance apart but soon were dancing as close as you can get and still be two people. The next song was slower yet, and I asked Brea to dance with. As a child, Anna's favorite game had been dressup, and she was amused by the contents of the box, but confused as well. "You want me to wear this .. out?" Let me help you," Evan replied. "You get undressed and I'll be right back."Anna was blushing but felt a little aroused by the outfit. It looked awfully young and some vestige of her youth remained in her, despite the poorness, yearning wistfully for the bows and dresses and trappings that the other little girls had always had. She.