While they waited for Adrian to give the keys to the valet, Greg noticed that his mother looked especially lovely this evening. On the way in he caugh... Adrian's appreciative looks at Mandy and Traci, letting him know that his dates looked the same way his mother did: stunning.Nick had reserved a private room using Heather's membership. He was already there dressed in a suit, the first time they had seen him in one. At the villa, he never wore anything but shorts or slacks and polo shirts.. She became aware of all the eyes following her as she walked into the room, however, one pair stood out. They belonged to a man about 6’3” with classic Romanesque features. She sighed involuntarily as she evenly looked back at him. He began to walk towards her, and her heart began to beat a little faster. She had never seen such a creature as him. The way he moved with such confidence through the crowd seeking her out. Her heart beat even faster and she began to feel little twinges down between. "Yeah, it’s fifty-six degrees in here.” Once again she was reminded the dress had been a poor choice. He walked her through row after row of bottles. He twisted some of them, at random, as they walked. Her high heels clicked on the stone floor. Her nipples only seemed to harden further. Was it just the cold? He said words that seemed almost random to her. “California. Cabernet. Pinot. Oregon. French. Bordeaux. Burgundy. Coat Do Rain, or something like that. Italian. Barollo. Brunello. Ports.. "Gwen laughed. As a published author I was often asked to speak at the P-FIT, as it was nicknamed. I, and Gwen as well, as she offered seminars on publishing business to both English and Business majors, knew many of the instructors and professors by name and had entertained them often for beginning and end of semester cocktail parties and fundraiser activities for the P-FIT endowment fund and scholarships. The two who would be involved during this summer session were Ethan Dunphy, BS, MS, EdD,.