He'll make sure youget into the classes. Be a sweet heart and lock up when you leave." Stankissed me once more before getting up to leave.I walked hi... to the door and we kissed good bye. As he was stepping outhe said, "I'll see you next week honey. I love you."I was actually quite shocked he said he loved me. I shouted back that Iloved him too before I even though if I really meant it. Heck I wasn'teven sure if he meant it. Maybe he said it with out thinking.It took me about an hour to clean. "What did you say?" John asked, suddenly realizing that the two were somehow involved. He felt his heart begin to race."Oh nothing." Is Thomas still there?" Uh... yes... uh, he was just getting ready to leave," Amy lied."Let me talk to him for a second. I need to ask him something about Saturday."Amy handed the telephone to Thomas."Hi," Thomas said."So, are you taking good care of my wife?" Absolutely." Is something going on right now," John asked excitedly when Thomas didn't. I was in bliss.So panty and bra it was and I plonked myself down at the makeup vanityand made my wife proud. Her lessons were all that I needed. For the firstnight just a light makeup base and some blusher and a quick coating of alight grey eyeshadow and a deft stroke of the mascara wand and I wasready to take my wife's final exam. A shimmering pink lipstick and asparkling gloss. A plus if I ever saw one.It seemed to be rather warm in the early Paris evening. So I dressedappropriately. White. It's all I can do to keep breathing as I drop my arms to my sides,totally shocked by all that I'm experiencing. After a moment, I thenlook at my fingernails again, studying them and they are much longer andvery pink and very real looking, polished, not the press-ons I waswearing. Gel? French tips? Something like that, I can only guess. I alsorealize that my eyelashes are unusually thick and maybe even longer thanI had thought.This can't be happening. I must be in some kind of dream state. I.