"Drive to Marco Italia and meet me in the parking lot.I pulled into the parking lot twenty minutes later. The Marco Italia was a banquet hall and the ...lot was half filled. I spotted Linda as she waved from the front of a family-style mini van. When I parked in the next spot, Linda slid open the back door for me and hopped back into the front passenger seat.I jumped into the back seat and closed the door, as Linda began, "Bev Franklin, say hello to Chris Harrington."A short, curvy, 40ish, blonde,. "Tonya continued to smile. "Make your excuses so we can go. I've got someinformation for you."After some cordial "thank you's" and excuses, Laura left with Tonya.As soon as they were in Laura's car, out of earshot of anyone nearby,Laura sighed out of frustration. "This isn't working," she repeated.Tonya shrugged. "You just hate having to dress up and flirt," shecountered playfully."Would you get serious?" Okay." Tonya decided that she'd ribbed Laura enough for one night. "Atthe reception. I suggested he get in the pool but he said the chemicals in the pool would ruin his shorts and added with a smile and that cute little laugh of his that it might not be such a good idea right at the moment. Well me being the mother I am, I had too question him why.Not too my surprise because I know how he’s like his father and they say what their thinking, he said he was aroused some by seeing me almost naked and that he did indeed have a huge boner and had hoped I hadn’t noticed.. To be honest, I think that's part of your attraction. Shall I call her now?" "Okay. But just for lunch." Three weeks later we were sitting in the Hark Rock Café with Barry and Monica, having lunch. I must confess I was exited despite myself. Monica had been right - Barry was simply a dream. Tall, tanned and muscular, he came over as sensitive and educated and honestly interested in me. I could feel butterflies in my stomach as he spoke to me, and he spoke to me a lot. After the main course.