I could see it from where I was so there was no way my wife could miss it…They chattered for a bit longer and then my wife said that it was getting ...otter and asked if Paul would like to join her for a drink. She knew that I take around 3-4 hours when I’m out shopping as I like to have a drink while I’m out and catch up with friends. Paul nodded his head and jumped over the fence and followed my wife into the kitchen. There is a door that follows directly from the kitchen to a small hallway. Two things, actually. Anne felt her own face grow hot as she reached tentatively, out to take the proffering. Hand shaking slightly, she took the card and the box from Stan.She opened the box first. Inside lay a lovely white gold pendant with sapphires, on a delicate chain of the same metal. Her mouth open and dry, she held it up to her neck. Stan reached towards her, then stopped. Anne nodded, almost imperceptibly, then opened the clasp before turning around so Stan could put the chain around. ‘You probably know who I am, so what is your name?’ She asked sitting down. ‘I’m Matt.’ I was still having a hard time getting used to the fact that I was talking to Angelina Jolie so I was a bit tongue-tied. We sat there for a few minutes and chatted about the good shopping areas, cars, sports (I found out that she was a big fan of college football). During this time I was constantly stealing glimpses of her stunning body. Sometimes it seemed as if she would shift in her seat just to give me a. . You’re ... You’ve got ... Wow! You are beautiful,” I stammered when she came down the hall. Her mother had met me at the door when I knocked and showed me into the living room. Their house was smaller than ours, but it was for just the two of them. I’d met Mrs. Brown when she picked up Beca after study on Sunday and came in to meet my parents. She was very nice and very petite. I could see where Rebeca got her size if not her good looks. But when Beca came into the room, the world stopped.