Lovers Reunion
When I saw Deb enter the restaurant, my jaw hit the floor. She was even more beautiful than when we last dined twenty years ago. Her curly blond hair framed her cute face. She was wearing a short dark blue cocktail dress that displayed her sexy cleavage. We made eye contact and she glided gracefully over to our table. Deb and I had a brief, passionate relationship in our twenties – separating only because my career pulled me out of the country. We tried to stay in touch, but we gradually just...