He told Rachael, “I invited my foreman to dinner. That’s the only way I know of to let him know I appreciate his work. You don’t have to plan ...nything special, but with your cooking, I know he will enjoy the dinner.” Rachael smiled, “Of course, I’ll be sure the meal is special for him. Who is your foreman, have I met him?” Willard avoided saying Jerome was black, so he said, “You don’t know him, but I’m sure you will like him.” Rachael immediately checked her cupboards for ingredients to a. You better have mine on you still, too." Charlie's grin melted. This had not been a well-thought-out plan. He knew he had to be honest."Ummm....it came off...." He did not know why, but he felt guilty, and nervous for a response. He had to wait for twelve brutally slow minutes."Not good, Charlie." He recoiled in shame at his real name being used. "I kept yours on me, and you should have done the same." Sorry! I didn't think it would be a big deal!"Another seven-minute wait. Then: "Too late. Get. Precisely at 11:00 A.M. as agreed, the door buzzer went off, and Doris announced her self over the intercom. I gave her the apartment number and opened the door slightly while then went back to the video I was working on while waiting for her to make the journey to the 11th floor of the building. A knock interrupted me and I ushered Doris into the apartment. She appeared to be in her mid-fifties with generous thatches of gray mixed into her sandy blonde hair. She stood around 5' 4" with ample. I kept watching movie and brought her hand towards me near my thighs. I held her hand with my both hands, lifted and planted a kiss on it. She removed her glasses and started looking towards me. I moved closer to her face. I could feel her breath. Our lips met briefly and parted to see around if somebody is watching. Everybody was engrossed in the movie and we started French kiss for a while. Now we could start to enjoy the moment. I moved my hand over her shoulders and our bodies met. I could.