" She giggle again."I'd love to. Only this time there will be no drinking."She agreed.The following Saturday evening, I picked Julie up at about 7:00 ...M. She was wearing another short skirt and snug V-neck blouse. This time there were no pantyhose, only ankle socks and white tennis shoes. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail. What a sight! I felt a twitch in my cock almost immediately.We had a nice dinner at a local steakhouse, caught a movie, and ended at my home for popcorn and TV. The popcorn. What happened with you and Janet?"I sighed and looked up at the ceiling before answering her. "I'll make a long story short. When I met Janet, she was starting out as a singer. She sang with my quartet a few times, and we started going out together. After a while, I thought I was in love. Maybe she did, too. I asked her to marry me. Unfortunately, she said yes."We were married for a couple of years when something became apparent: we hadn't been in love. Once sex started being just routine,. But Carrie had picked up her small case and opened the door, “I’ll get the rest of my things later. Goodbye, Paul.”Sarstedt hit the line in which he mentioned his lady dancing like Zizi Jeanmaire. A real oldie, that one.“Yes, that was just like you,” Paul put in quickly. “Your dancing, so lithe, so lissom.”Halfway out of the door she looked back, half smiled and said, “You were hopeless. One dance a night, with two left feet.”“What about last year on that Lake Tahoe ferry dinner?”Carrie looked. But everything that I need to know about the miss dealings ofyou ?Miss Valerie Ann Johnson? is right here in this file and on that diskettein my desk. " She was now wearing a very helplesstrapped look, which mimicked that of a lost baby fawn when meeting my ownexpressive hard stare. I began once again. "With these twoincriminating things safely together in my possession, I will be undoubtedly forcedto bring them to light you see Miss Johnson... " There was a slight pause asI stopped momentarily.