I couldn't help but smile at Linda's thinking she could fool me with such a ridiculous ruse.I couldn't help but smile at Linda's thinking she could fool me with such a ridiculous ruse. The appointed hour arrived as did Linda, at precisely six-thirty that evening. She knocked on the door, more for effect than to gain entry (she had her own key). And what an effect! As I opened the door there stood, framed in the opening, an apparition of such loveliness that my heart began to race, sending that warm tingle of lust in a southerly direction. Now I knew why I hadn't heard from her since early that Saturday. It was obvious that she had spent the entire day at a salon preparing for our date. She looked sensational from head to toe. Her long chestnut hair was done in loose, soft curls which gently cascaded over her shoulders, framing her oval face and giving it an elegance I must confess I hadn't seen before. Her eyes, huge and brown, which had always betrayed her soul to me, were now transformed into smouldering, sexy ornaments which hung beneath elaborately decorated lids in shades of green and grey. Her lashes were long but not heavy and her brows shaped to frame them perfectly. Her cheeks wore a slight blush making them look as soft as I knew they were. And her lips...God those lips! A woman's beauty is the sum of her parts but some parts have higher point values than others. And so it is with Linda's lips. She has lips as full and sensuous as any you'll ever see on any woman. So you can understand why I was more than delighted to see them painted with that sort of deep red gloss that you might see a model wear in a Robert Palmer video. Evidently, she was delighted to see that I was delighted as those wondrous lips curled into one of her trademark ear-to-ear grins revealing her gleaming white teeth. |