Chapter 5 – The Dinner Party
The next morning, I was moping around the apartment when I heard a knock on the door. I opened it to find Marie standing there in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt that had V cut into it, showing quite a bit of her ample cleavage.
“Oh hi, Marie,” I wearily offered. “Hi, Sara. I won’t take much of your time, but Tom and I were wondering if you could come over for dinner tonight. We figured you were good and settled and maybe even bored of our little town.”
“Great,” I thought. “My social life had devolved into hanging out with my older landlords. They’re nice, but I’m sure they are as boring as the rest of this town. Boy, things are different than college.” Even with those thoughts in my head, I heard myself answer Marie, “Sure. What time do you want me there?”
About 6 o’clock that evening, I walked the 20 feet to their front door and knocked. I was surprised to see Marie pretty dressed up when she answered the door. She had on a tight skirt that hugged her little body with black stockings on underneath and a cute red blouse. And here I was in jeans and a t-shirt.