SensualistChapter 9
Friday night the Mattingly's welcomed me into their home when I came to pick Alice up for our date. I dressed accordingly, wanting, no, needing to impress her parents. I started off by 'borrowing' a pair of my late father's handmade Italian shoes. It seems we shared the same size foot and although tailor made for him, fit me perfectly. My remaining attire consisted of a light-weight ivory colored linen sports jacket, paired off with razor sharp creased mocha colored slacks and a pale...