"OK", I said. I'll be right back.I walked into his bathroom as he told me where the bedroom was and that he'd be waiting.I walked in, shut the door an...d looked at the dress. It was pretty. Low cut and silky smooth. I slipped off my clothes and put it on. I then put the shoes on and yes, they did fit. They were high and I'd never walked in high heels before, but got the hang of it pretty quick.I walked out and shut the light off. I noticed a dim light coming from where he said the bedroom was and. Avanga nan koopda koopda kaadhula vilathamathiri antha things ah vegama clean panitu irunthanga.avangala pinadi irunthu parthapo enaku oru vishayam thelivachu, avangaloda dressing sense maariduchu intha 5 yearsla apdinu. avangaloda blouse design elam avanga shoulder and mudhuga full ah cover pani sleeves kooda arms varaikum cover pani oru samooga sevagi pola dress panitu irunthanga.Nan marubadiyum koopten "amma... en mela kovama?"nu ketten. odane avanga sudden ah thalaya thirupi ena parthu. Parked, I headed for her second floor walkup. I knocked. I could hear footsteps. The door opened and I couldn’t believe how beautiful she looked. I think I stared for a full minute before squeaking out my prepared and memorized greeting.“Ready to go?” I said. She could see I was distressed. She giggled, but only slightly.“Sure thing, sailor,” she said.She stepped back inside momentarily leaving me at the door waiting for the best part of fifteen seconds. She’d grabbed her purse and sweater and. Somehow everyone had agreed without agreeing to take the grand tour. Ellen and I laid out plots and distance estimates. We'd keep it conservative and try not to push our fuel envelope. Next stop, Barcelona. Now, Barcelona has a history almost as long as the Catholic church. We ran around loose and picked up a few things like suckling pigs for the grill and some cedar planking to make a sauna. We were running out of spare cabins! I'd heard about a dry-cured Spanish ham--Serrano--that was so well.