When the door opened, I was greeted by a very pretty young woman.When the door opened, I was greeted by a very pretty young woman. "Good morning, Monica," she said softly. "Won't you come in?" At the sound of her voice I knew who she was, though she had looked only vaguely familiar at first glance. It was Carol McGee! My escort left and I stepped inside the room as Carol moved aside for me. Instead of the uniform she had worn on Monday, Carol was dressed in a full-length gown. It was actually a kimono, the kind of thing you see Japanese women wearing in movies, and it was lavishly embroidered with scenes of trees and dragons. Carol closed the door, turned and extended her hand with a friendly smile. I took the hand and marveled at the softness of her skin. It was really more than just a friendly handshake.... she drew me close to her and, before I knew it, we embraced. Carol acted so naturally that I felt no un ease. Actually, I was relieved to be with someone I knew because I had been a little nervous. We stepped apart and stood looking at each other. Her smile was genuine and my hesitation melted. |