I was looking forward to seeing my friends from high school. That night started as I thought it would. I got caught up on what my classmates had been ...oing. Many had finished college and were now married. Then things changed when Sarah walked in. For some reason our eyes kept meeting. Eventually I went over to the table she was at and started talking. Something clicked between us. We spent much of the remaining reunion together. We agreed to go together after the reunion to view the meteor. “Mmm… It’s getting hot in here,” she said.“I agree,” Bill said as he moved his hands under her sweater, feeling the baby soft skin of the small of her back. “Why don’t you take this off, honey?”“Billy! I can’t do that!” she objected, even as she sat back, allowing him to lift her sweater higher. “Someone will see me naked!”“Not a chance, darling Nicky,” he replied, slowly raising the sweater higher still. It was caught on the swell of her glorious teenage breasts. “No one’s coming out in this. It's got to be her. "Hello?" Hello," I say.She speaks calmly "David. We need to discuss what happened, I'll be home tonight . You will have dinner ready for six o'clock. I want you to have all your little secret things out in the living room, I mean all, no more surprises." "Yes dear" I reply.[click] I make her favorite dinner. Six o'clock, she walks through the door like any other day. She hands me her coat, "Get my suitcases out of the trunk and put them in the bedroom" she says coldly, not. Worked out pretty well, Mr. D's staff stopped "anyone not invited, he told me later that my "hospital guy," his words not mine, took the kitchen door and frisked the wait and kitchen staff for cameras! And guess what, he found a reporter from one of the TV stations had snuck in pretending to be a waiter. Somehow the waiter got a torn Achilles tendon and some bruising when he slipped on a wet floor, oh yeah; he fell right on his camera!" It wasn't too often anyone ever saw Mr. D smile but he.