Mom said, "Sounds good. Do you want to come out for dinner, Maude? We're not having anything special. I have a couple of roasts in the oven." Not toda..., Bea. Gene is taking me to the Kitchen for the fried chicken dinner they have on Sundays. I've been thinking about it all morning."It was funny about Mom inviting people to dinner this week, since everyone had someplace to go or had other plans. D and the girls had made plans for a meal they would make themselves and had invited some of the road. She straightened and looked at the door handle and then took one last look in the mirror before opening the bathroom door. Light blue eyes met her stare, they never roamed her body but concentrated on her face. He was trying to get a read from her, she wasnt going to let him. Bailey controlled herself and gave him a shy smile only he didnt return the smile. She didnt let it falter as he continued to look at her, how long was he going to stand there and look at her like this? You were in the. I would have been proud to have been his mother he was good looking and a perfect host;highly camp which amused me and we had a delightful tea together.We had not yet discussed his reason for inviting me but I did say that I hoped that he felt comfortable in my company to explore his interest in me as a woman. He told me he had felt excited by my appearance and would like to explore with me. I had debated what to wear and had opted for a blue suit of ankle length skirt and jacket and a pearl. .. I mean, well... I mean - if you really don't mind ..." "Course not." Well ... thanks, then!" No worries."I dropped into the first seat on the other side, feeling as daft as Shirley. That opening had really not been glittering. But I had a chance to redeem myself. There was time - the rest of the journey, the stop at the depot, the car ride to my place. And maybe I could ask him in when we got there ...?It was already calming me to watch him doing his job. He was obviously good at it, braking.