Perhaps it was just her she was still up at 2am doing fuck all, appearing that she had an empty household she went back to her room."Clara" the voice ...hispered she looked out the windows this time as she had locked the doors before.Making a 360 Degree scan of the out side of her house she still could see nothing from the comfort of her home could see nothing. She sat back in her chair to doze off till the morning, "Clara" the voice was there again she looked at the clock frantically searching. I thought maybe I should dress really sexy for the occasion. I was very careful getting ready. I wore the short black dress he loves, and my 4" heels. I thought maybe I might just leave the rest at home. It was September, nice and warm. I wanted to surprise him. When I first walked out of the house, I was reminded what I was not wearing, as I felt the gentle breeze caress my newly exposed area. I was not in the habit of going commando – this was new to me. I slid into the driver's seat of the. He was behind on his school work and had to catch up while he could. That left me in a bit of a bind. I could afford the trip home but the return trip was a bit ‘iffy’. Bob came to the rescue. He knew of a girl, an undergraduate senior, who was in need of a ride to a town about ten miles further away from school than was my house. She was also an engineering physics major. All I needed to know was her name and where to meet her. Her name was June Brown. She had volunteered to foot the gas. Instead, she looked at the planning sheet and said, ‘Where should we go that is more centralized?’ and rested her hand on Dhara’s shoulder.[] ‘I was thinking maybe the Antlers Hotel,’ Dhara said. ‘It puts us downtown and we can draw more of the people that are willing to make larger donations that way.’ ‘The Antlers is a good idea. Should we go down there and talk to them next Friday?’ Damia asked. ‘I like to go in person, it is harder for them to say no.’ Dhara and I agreed. ‘Should we have.