.. I've ever been..."I picked her up and laid her down on her bed. I put my pants back on, and said to her "Close your eyes." She took a minute, but...eventually followed my command. "Get some sleep," I said, and then I left the room.*****The next day I went to see how she was doing, and when she opened the door, she didn't seem too spaced out as much as exhausted."How are you doing?" I said.She let me in, and said "I'm doing good. I'm still...I'm still feeling it from yesterday. I mean,. I was close enough to see Anna cock her head slightly, her lips twisting in a crooked, little smile. But still, there was nothing, except the rhythmic slap of my boarding pass against her hip. Anna held her ground, confidently looking into my eyes. She made no move. She offered no hint. With the pulse in my ears finally matching the slap of my boarding pass, I was losing my nerve. It was all I could do to hold my tongue and not say anything stupid. I had pissed away more than a few golden. This time we entered a large store catering only to women. The clothing was more expensive but I had to agree with Nan that the quality was excellent. She seemed to be looking for something in particular, which was a bit strange as she refused the offered help of the different saleswomen who approached us.We circled the store twice and didn't stop to do anything more than just casually glance at the racks and displays. On the third pass I finally asked Nan what in the world was going on."I'm. They talked for a few minutes until Gina checked her watch and said, “I have to go pick my youngest up from soccer. Listen, why don’t you come out to the house and have dinner and we’ll catch up? How’s Friday?”“OK,” said Olivia, and they exchanged numbers and parted ways. The encounter stuck in Olivia’s mind for a while. Mrs. Moretti had looked her up and down in a way that seemed less than casual...or was it her imagination?* * *Tuesday morning Marie got a call from Serena. Was she interested.
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