I sat at that damn table for over an hour while the ice melted in her drink. I watched Linda talk with her friends and dance with Chad. They didn't lo...k all that broken up to me.Within minutes of our arrival everybody knew what was going on, I was the joke of the prom. Some of my friends dropped by to say hello, but none stayed. Who can blame them, I was not very good company. I clung to the hope that any minute Linda would come to her senses and show up at our table. A few times I saw her. She could not cook at all, either, and since that’s my hobby, and her husband loved my cooking, he asked me to show her a thing or two in the kitchen. I cooked all the meals that week, so it was simply a matter of inviting her in and showing her how. I only showed her the most simple things, and I was very careful to not be the least bit condescending. Yet, I guess it’s hard to be in your mid-20s and still not even know how to make eggs, so she acted very resentful and bitchy when I patiently. Luckily, he wasn’t in the firing line, so he could sit back and indulge himself in feeling sorry for those who were. Once or twice his mind had wandered to the evening and what he might do with it, which was unusual. His concentration was always one hundred per cent on business, but not today. There was a play in town he fancied seeing, a new comedy with a good cast and excellent reviews. Reading about it in his Sunday paper had whetted his appetite. He could go by himself, many people did.. " Some luck," I muttered as she led me back into the bedroom."I'm going to leave you alone to get dressed. Try not to snag your nylons with those fingernails. And call me before you put on your top, I've got some breast forms for you. Ta ta," she said, closing the door behind herself before I could respond.This really sucks, I said to myself as I surveyed the feminine finery on the bed. With a sigh, I tossed the bathrobe on the floor and morosely picked up my new panties, which were white with.