"Haven't been to one in a while. Actually, quite a while." Yes, definitely, this Saturday. Barbecue at my boss' house. Anyway, if you'll give me your ...ddress—unless..." I started."Unless?" she said, looking me askance."Well we don't know each other very well. I mean I'll know where you live..." She laughed."No, no, it's all right. I'm a pretty good judge of character." She took out a slip of paper from her purse and wrote down her particulars and handed it to me. "There," she said. I. Grace had invited me over today, in anticipation ofour date tonight. But so far, I had only been serving as her maid. Shehadn't even acknowledged me as her fianc? - only as Sissy. Nonetheless,I turned and went to retrieve us each a glass of wine.I returned with two glasses of chilled Chardonnay. I handed Grace herglass. She tipped her glass to mine and said, "To us." To us," I responded. I took a sip. Mmmm. It tasted delicious.Grace then tapped the edge of the tub. "Sissy," she said. . Her blood-red hair flowing in the winds as she glides through the air. Her nose actively seeking the scent of her favorite food, ignoring the less nutritional kinds and searching for the most delicious and filling of them all.Her search swept over candies, desserts, and tasteless rations. She grew increasingly agitated until she sensed a certain smell that lingered in her nose. She paused and hovered in mid air, trying to determine the direction she should take. Her senses homed in on a. This had also led to one interesting incident when she'd told me to order in food. The pizza girl got a bit of a shock but seemed to take it well and enjoy the view. Miss angel had allowed me to get dressed for the flight, but not before I had to take the bins out naked. The flight had been a breeze a bit long but I had thoughts to keep me occupied. It didn't help when the hot air hostesses walked by in their sexy uniforms reminded me of her amazing body. The plane touched down early morning.