Friday evening, I was invited to Brenda's home for dinner at 6 pm. I dressed nicely - An ironed gray short-sleeved shirt, clean, long, blue pants, and shoes I had just shined. On my way, I bought a dozen red and white roses and a box of Leonidas truffles.

I knocked on the door 5 minutes early. Brenda opened the door. She wore a pretty midi-style, beige dress with an exaggerated cleavage. Was it to remind me where my hand found refuge during the movie, or was it to entice me to ogle her tits during dinner?... I smiled, complimented her, and handed her the box of chocolates.

She hugged...