It was quite liberating after nearly twenty years in what turned out to be a relatively boring marriage. In the ensuing weeks I tried to clear my mind of Lynn as much as possible. xnx The cursed machine started to move under my feet. It was not just a matter of would it be the same, but could it be the same? “Would you be willing to join me for lunch?” I asked cautiously, “I mean, you do eat?”
“Yes, I eat.” She replied with a smile, “And yes, I’ll join you for lunch.”
I always figured inviting a girl to lunch was pretty safe. She really was quite pretty. I often found myself thinking about Lynn. I could recognize that rear view with her short blonde hair and perfect butt a mile away. One of my old friends suggested I tried internet dating.
