In the morning, before driving to the beach, I asked Elena to show me her swimsuits. She had only one - A one-piece, old-fashioned gray swimsuit. I glanced at it and blurted, "On my dead body."

Elena giggled, "What's wrong with it?"

"It's ugly. With a body like yours, you need to have a nice bikini."

"Do I need to remind you I am 40?"

"Darling, the chronologic age does not matter. The question is whether you have a body for a bikini, and you definitely have!"

"What do you suggest?"

"On our way, we stop at a store that sells swimsuits, and I'll choose one for you."

"Honey, if...