’ ‘No, I’m just as shallow as all the other guys are when it comes to beautiful blondes who are rumored to put out.’ ‘What about you? Who ar... you going with?’ ‘I’m not going,’ she said picking through her college brochures. ‘How come? You should go. You’re the valedictorian.’ There was a long uncomfortable pause between us. ‘No one asked me,’ she said looking up at me this time. ‘I’m fat.’ The way that she looked at me and said that she was fat was her way of trying to determine if I agreed. Harry looks around and convinces himself nobody is about, he reaches into the bin and pulls out both stockings. He lifts them to is nose and takes a deep breath. The smell is divine and he recognises the Chanel No 5 she always wears. He lowers himself into her leather chair and takes another breathe as he looks at the picture of her and the young blonde. He can feel his cock hardening, and safe in the knowledge he is on his own he unzips his suit trousers. He slides the nylon stocking over his. Her smile said thank you. She obviously understood the predicament she was in even if my son did not. Mike came to our table with drinks for each of us just as the bride and groom made their entrance. Finally we could eat. As I wondered if I had ever eaten beef stroganoff other than at wedding receptions my mind went back to The Woman and scanned the room for her. She was not there. My son made me proud when as soon as the DJ invited the wedding party to the dance floor he took Karen’s hand. She gave me a peck on the cheek and told me if that was true, to make sure to call her and ask her out again.“Charlie, that was like a preapproved loan. I’ll say ‘yes’ when you ask me out on another date.” She giggled, I smiled, and she disappeared into her house.She’d said she worked Tuesday through Saturday and was in school all day Monday and Wednesday nights. Thinking it might work, I called Saturday and asked her to show me around town on Sunday.“Oh, that’s right. Charlie ain’t from around.