I said its ok; we sat down on the couch and started talking about general things. She had quickly changed into a body hugging salwar suit; she was loo...ing hot and beautiful at the same time. Suddenly she asked me “Do you have a girlfriend”? I said no. She just smiled. I asked her why she is smiling. She said she will tell the truth but only if I answer her question truthfully. I agreed and she said, she was smiling because she had observed me staring at her on the first day we met and also. They came back later, apparently they were part of a band called Hatchett Job, another guitar player, keyboard, and drummer. Almost everyone sang lead, and the harmonies were amazing.Before I knew it I was dancing in the aisle, flinging my hair and wriggling to the beat. I looked up and saw him smiling, and just kept dancing. He bought us both tee shirts on the way out."Damn, I wish I'd put this on." I said, as we moved towards the dark parking lot."What's stopping you? Step behind that. "How's your job?" It's fine. It's just as if I never left thirteen years ago. In fact I'm working on an account from the same business." You seem down. Want to tell me about it?" I saw Sandra. She came by last night. I wish someone would kill me. She is beautiful. Not only that, she seems to be happy without me. There just is no hope for me. I called your mother. She spoke to me, but hung up just as soon as she could. Son, I should have stayed in Texas. At least I had a dream that things would. The bedding was of the highest quality and felt wonderfulA gentle knock on the door proved to be Frances who had little more on than I did myself. What she did have was a tray with coffee and croissant. “The boys are off playing golf, ghastly game in my opinion but they enjoy it. I hope you will have breakfast with me.”“Thank you that would be rather nice, that coffee smells heavenly.”“Well since you are half French, I thought you would go for coffee rather than tea. Do you mind if I climb in.