Put these slippers on so you won't runyour hose!" I found a dark, blue, T shirt in place of an extra, large, sweat shirtwith cut off sleeves, a pair o... jeans that did not have holes and fitright instead of the baggy ones I liked, athletic socks, and my Nikesneakers. I had to tighten my belt two extra notches because she tied thatthing so tight. They felt strange against my slippery nylons and theslippery camisole felt very strange against my shirt. My shiny nails stoodout as I tied my sneaks.. "I made arrangements to pick her up after work and left her office feeling on top of the world. At the restaurant that evening I fell even farther under her spell. I knew that this was the woman meant for me and after a cocktail over which we exchanged vital statistics I said:"Enough of the minor chit chat. Let's get to the important stuff. Do we want a small wedding, a large one or do we just want to go to Vegas and get it done on the quick?"She laughed and said, "You are not a very observant. ”“Yeah,” I said, “but it’s the middle of the afternoon.”“So what! There’s not another house around for miles! Nobody will see us. And it is a nice day out.”“This is true, ” I said, “I’ll do it if you do it.”“Ok,” she said, “Fuck it, let’s do it!”We both got up and ran to the front door. Before we opened it we looked at each other for a minute.“Same time?” she said.“Ok,” I said, “Ready…Go!”In a few short moves we both had all of our clothes off. Now we were just standing at my front door looking. If this type of story offends you, read no further. If you like a love story, then enjoy. Thanks to my best friend and soul sister for all your help. Rita Remembers Chapter 1 Mrs. Rita Thompson was a middle age Korean War widow. Her husband had been an Air Force colonel when his plane was shot down over the seas off of North Korea and he was killed. Her two children were in their teens now and spending part of their summer at camp while she was visiting with her diplomat parents who were now.