Lindadidn't seem to be surprised, but was smiling.Linda asked, "Since you two know each other, perhaps you would like togo to the fitting room togethe...?" I had only stopped to pick up anotherfew pairs of silk hose to replace the ones which had been ruined duringlove making. However, I agreed to go to the fitting room with Marie andLinda.Marie whispered to me when we were alone in the fitting room, "I tookoff this afternoon to buy some sexy undies for our date tomorrow night.I had wanted to. Lisa managed to convince hubby to go down the beach and find out if there’s any bars, restaurants or water sports vendors, whilst she takes a shower and unpacks their cases. Hubby hates unpacking and so happily agreed. Lisa managed to keep him their with small talk until the door knocked and the maintenance team arrived. Lisa opened the door to see not 1 but 2 guys stood there in grey overalls. 1 was black and the other Hispanic. They greeted Lisa and said they were there to fix the mini. All his feelings of misgiving were washed away as Paige made her entrance down the grand staircase of the Brewster foyer. She was the type of woman that could make a potato sack look good. Her slim 5′ 5′ frame was accentuated by her 35B breasts and her 34 inch hips. She had chosen a relatively modest gown for tonight’s opening. It was a black, sleeveless, floor-length number with a neckline that wasn’t as plunging as she normally would wear. Nevertheless, it was obvious from the way her firm. She had more clothes than he’s seen in the women’s section of a department store. Obviously, for her to afford this or rather for her father to afford to spoil her, they were rich. He remembered being surprised by the car she drove. Seemingly with her wanting for nothing and with her driving a brand new 1975, generation II Mustang, she was rich. He remembered never liking the second generation Mustang but the car she drove was hot. It was a black, anemic Cobra with gold graphics. It was pretty.