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Abby and Jeanne both dressed in what they called business slut, slacks tailored to be tight in the rear, daringly low cut ruffled blouses worn over skimpy lace brassieres and two inch heels. I dressed in well worn khakis and a baggy sweatshirt. For a minute or two the three of us ate in silence. Sometimes intense feelings are best expressed through silence.Finally Jeanne said, “Micheal, it's Friday.”I was reading the previous day's college basketball scores in the sports page. As I took a sip of my coffee I noticed that Abby was watching me carefully. Finally Jeanne said, “We'll be home by .”I answered, “I'll be here.”At I heard the garage door open. I hurriedly swept the saw dust and wood shavings into my dust pan, dumped it into the trash barrel, took off my shop apron, hung it on the hook by the door and hurried upstairs.
“I think I would like you to wear this tonight.” She looked at me. ”I said, “Yes, I hope the two of you will take turns wearing it.”Abby said, “This is like a wonderful dream.”I glanced at the clock on Jeanne's beside table. Looking at Jeanne and Abby I asked, “Isn't our company due to arrive in fifteen minutes? Jeanne said, “For heavens sake, yes they are and we're not even close to being ready.”I grabbed my khakis.
As I pulled them on I said, “I'll get everything ready while you two finish putting on your makeup.” Laughing, Abby said, “Jeanne, he really is a crown jewel.”“Yes he is. It was at Corinne Planter's eighteenth birthday party.”I pulled my Polo shirt over my head and said, “That was a long time ago.”“I remember it like it was yesterday.
I brought it all into the dining room and set it next to the liquor and the glasses.
As soon as I was finished I hurried into the living room.
I was making sure that everything was in its proper place when the doorbell rang. After taking a deep breath to compose myself I opened the door.