It was still fairly earlier but I couldn't wait. Sharon open the door."I'm sorry, Jim, but Kimmy said if it was you she didn't want to see you. I don'... know why." Sharon, will you give her something for me?" Sure, Jim, what is it?"I reached down and picked up the little puppy."Give him to her and tell her I'm sorry and I just wanted to talk to her." I know I had a tear in my eye."My God, how precious. Jim, if I was a little older, I'd marry you in a second. I don't know what's got into my crazy. A week-old belated happy birthday!”“Thank you.” Alex turned with a big smile to her father. “Daddy?”“I’m driving. Perhaps Gene’s the one you should be buttering up?” He gave her a look. I tried not to blanch. I’d wager my ludicrous guess of the price of dinner was still lowballed. “To relax our young man, it’s going to be all on my bill.”“It doesn’t seem to relax him that much,” our waitress grinned. I nodded.“I must admit, I’ve never been a wine drinker.” I picked my words slowly. “I wouldn’t. Mandy came up to me, took my chin in her hand and roughly turned my faceto each side and up. She stared critically at my make up, then spun meround to assess my outfit and body. "Mmm, she seems reasonablypresentable. That's probably not the problem, I just do not know if shehas the attitude, the right mind set. If that's not in place thentraining would be long and hard for both her and me." She lifted my faceto look directly at me. "Are you ready to become a slut sissy maidgirl?"I stuttered. There was a text message.'Waiting for you in the station ticket office by the coffee bar. Wearinga black cardi over a dress. See you soon,' it read.She quickly typed a message back.'Train approaching now, be there soon. Blue cardi!' And she added asmiley face before sending.Cherry had wondered what she would be like, she had sounded really nicebut was a bit pushy over phone. She thought of this visit as being moreformal but Constance sounded like she wanted it to be more informal.