Initially, there was nothing between us. But with time, she actually went easy on me. Soon she started calling me for lunch, coffee and other occasion... to her house. Once my parents were out of station, and she called me for dinner at her place since she knew about this as well. Those were the cool December days. After a lot of topics, she asked me if I had any girlfriends to which I replied Yes. The next question was, if I ever had sex, which was a NO. She then started telling me how lonely. I told her, "The pleasure was all mine. I loved every second of it. Thank you both!"I could tell that Steve was thinking about the money he saw in my wallet. He finally said, "Is there ANYTHING that we could do to EARN some more money? If so, what is the maximum we could earn and what would we have to do to earn it?" I thought for a minute and then said, "Well, sure you could earn some more...but I don't want to talk you into anything you don't want to do". He added, "I'm not gay or bi- and. Now, if I could only win, this would be a graduation present all right - a dinner with Mr. Dreamboat and the next President of the United States in Los Angeles, California. Six days later and now an official High School Graduate, I received an e-mail with the subject, “Congratulations, You Won!” I was about to delete it as junk mail when I recognized the name. I clicked it open. I stared at it over and over as I read, “You have been chosen to have dinner with the future President of the United. Time to move. Stan ruthlessly suppressed all thought of Anne for a while as he frantically got ready for work. In any event, he needn’t have worried. Bob had left a message with Elaine that he was going to be late too – one of his daughters had had a minor but messy accident and had needed to go to hospital. As Stan entered his office he knew he’d have to stand in for Bob, doing a lot of his work this morning. So it proved, and Stan was immensely busy for the first couple of hours. Stan looked.