But I was happy that he was there with me.We were both laying down in the dark, neither of us sleeping.-What are you thinking about?- I asked suddenly... not able to keep the silence.-Nothing- he quickly blurted and then added sarcastically.-Why your empty head doesn’t have its own thoughts to think about?Here we go, again with the teasing. Just because I was born a blonde like our dad he constantly makes fun of it. And he’s lucky, he got dark brown hair from our mother. -Whatever.- I said and. Her name is Grace. And she's great!You're going to love her! I was calling to see if you and Rhonda could cometo D.C. this weekend to meet her and her mom." Well I don't see why not. I have to meet my baby's fianc?! Can you goRhonda?" Yep! I'll be there. It's Tom's weekend with the kids. So that works out.As soon as we get off of the phone, I'm going to book our flights. Andguess what mom?" Rhonda asked her."What?" I'm going to be Dan's Best Man!" You're what? Oh my! That is wonderful. Somewhat reluctantly, I finished gettingdressed. The final touches were a touch of perfume and a layer of darkred lipstick that compliment my nails and finished my transformationinto a sultry seductress.Finally, there was a knock on my door."Hey Michelle, I?wow." Eric's eyes bulged out of his head as the fixedon my breasts which bulged out of my tight-fitting dress."How do I look?" I asked, already feeling quite pleased with hisadmiration."You're?that's?I mean, you look great," he. I may not eat French food often—other than when I was in Orleans—but I had someone who not only knew French, but was a decent cook herself."That's Coq au vin with haricot verts and leeks," I said, sounding like I actually knew what I was talking about. "It's rooster cooked in a red wine sauce served with a green bean native to France and, well, leeks," I explained, barely able to contain my laughter."Very good. You are a worldly sophisticate. Maybe I'll stick around until the end of the meal,".