"Y-Yes, sorry, can I help you?" he replied in a hoarse voice.Her face erupted in a beaming smile, revealing perfect teeth. "Gosh, Ifeel like such an i...iot! My car broke down a few blocks away and I'mtrying find a telephone to call a taxi.". "I don't suppose you could helpme out", she continued, coyly flashing that to-die-for smile once more. Ordinarily, Matthew's analytical mind would have started sounding warningbells. Instead, under the sway of that smile, caution made way for old-fashioned. ...It had been four and a half years before, and he's been fresh out of high school, young, eager to make a name for himself.He'd planned to go on a booze-up with some pals before they all shipped off,but that was before he had met maria;She still had two years to go in high school and he hadnt noticed her much before that night.She was from a wealthier family and as such, traveled with the more elite crowd,She was a heavy set girl, well developed even at that young age, and always wore the. Her husband seemingly in occasional deep raucous laughter, with one group was distracted, trying to fit in. The other group was their wives and partners and she didn’t really know them that well. They women were nice enough in themselves but a bit of a clique and so she didn’t fit in or even want to fit in.Her husband’s boss came in to get himself a drink before bed and being ever the gentleman rescued the lone female. They chatted amiably and she was relieved to be occupied. The wives group. I told him that I liked it OK and he offered to take me to another place he knew. I was having so much fun, that I agreed and soon we were parking in front of a lovely old hotel. Gunny ushered me inside and through the main concourse to a large ballroom near the rear, where I could hear big band music playing.’ ‘The hostess seemed to know him, greeting him warmly and ushering us to a table near the large dance floor. I was surprised when the waiter arrived with a bottle of champagne on ice.