“I think a sit-down meeting with Fred and Mabel Sherman would be in order,” I said.“Agreed, and I will arrange it” she said.My wife arranged c...cktails to be followed by dinner for the following Saturday with the Sherman’s.I was as nervous as a cat with a mean dog around during cocktails. But the conversation only consisted of small talk. Finally, the catered food arrived. My wife was a fabulous hostess, but cooking was not her forte.Following a succulent dinner of roast beef, roasted red. Her slender legs were set off by a pair of strappy sandals with a 5 inch heel."That's odd." Andrea was saying as she dug through her purse. "I can't seem to find my cigarettes. I hope I didn't leave them somewhere at home where Scott might find them."Andrea looked elegant in a white long-sleeved french cuff shirt that she was wearing with a dark blue pair of tight, straight leg jeans and a pair of platform slides with a 4 inch heel. She was wearing a light brown eye-shadow with just a hint of. The way he pulled me into his arms, to have his lips on my lips a tender one kiss that reminded me of how my father used to kiss my forehead before going to sleep. That kiss that instantly makes u forget how much your hurting on the inside. His hand trails to the back of my back. His touch soft like a c***d's blanket. In him I have found a companion, he knows me like the back of his hand. It seems like it was just yesterday that he was sitting down at the old coffee shop in the city sipping his. Bill was a year ahead of me and we just happened to have a class together. We ended up in the same study group and, well, one thing led to another, he finally asked me out. At first, I was not sure, as I wanted to concentrate on my studies, but he persisted and I finally agreed to getting coffee after class one day. We had a very good time and found we had a lot in common. Bill was a pre-law major and I was majoring in finance, so we continued to see each other. By Christmas break, we were.