Dorothy was excited about our weekend getaway. She had been excitedly talking to me about it all week. Of course, no one else was to know that it was happening.
I had arranged to meet her at the shopping center about a quarter of a mile from her apartment. I was sitting in the car waiting when I saw her coming. She wore black pants and a grey sweater and a very big smile.
Dorothy hopped in. Her eyes sparkled. "Hi," she said. She planted a wet, lingering kiss on me.
"Hi," I said. "Ready to go?"
Dorothy threw a very large bag into the back seat. "I'm so excited," she said. Again she gave me a long, hard kiss. I gave her my tongue. Her hand was on my leg.
"Dorothy, we'll have plenty of time to do this when we get there," I said.
"I know," she cooed. "That's why I'm so excited." She was beaming.
"How much did you pack?" I said. Dorothy smiled.
"I want to be ready for anything," she replied with a chuckle.
I smiled. "In that case, I don't think you'll need all that stuff." Dorothy giggled.