The hem of the skirt is caught on one folded knee.Her husband is with her, and I wonder how many times my eye can sweep the room for an inadvertent lo...k at her legs before he notices. She knows I'm agitated. A look at my phone affords me a downward pause that I can just cast to the side for a longer gaze. She must know what I'm doing because she bends her extended leg, and hooks the heel of her shoe on her stool. I take a dry sip of this excellent Pilsner (Pilsners are the new IPA). A glance at. Gerry convinces his cousin, Mary, to model for him. At first she’s embarrassed to change her clothes in front of him, but she soon settles down and changes as required for fittings etc. The dress is of simple flowing lines and it really suits her. It’s light blue to emphasize her eyes with leg slits going high on the hip which are visible only while she’s dancing or making other strong movements, because the two panels overlap a fair bit. She has good looking legs and the slits allows them to. And glad to be here. “Sarah Meriwether will meet you Thursday, the seventh. Two PM, at Lincoln Park. Know where that is?”“No, but we can find it.”“She’ll be at the northeast corner of the park. Sort of a jumble of streets. Northeast 13th, North Carolina, East Capitol Street northeast.”“Two o’clock.”“Two. On the seventh.”December 7th. Pearl Harbor day. Swell.We drove to DC directly from Kansas City. Partly to not leave a digital trail through the airlines. But for another, more practical, reason. "Here's the doctor," said Hilda."May I see the damage, your highness?"As I showed him the bump on my head the other ladies took off mydress and my petticoats. I discovered that the dress was torn inseveral places. It felt awkward to undress before a strange man,something that I wouldn't think about only a few weeks before. Idid it anyway. He noted the big bruise on my arm and severalscrapes that included my rear and legs."I see you met your match." Doc, it's only a scratch." I agree. I don't.