Favorite Blog: PUBLIC INVASION PUBLICINVASION hope ours might, time talking on the phone and the Internet were all behind me now. My weekend case full to the brim with clothing and lingerie sets that were all bought to impress rather than for my comfort. My hair, my nails and even my face had been pampered into some sort of shape so that I looked my best for him.
My train arrived on time and my stomach had that twisted feeling as I saw the big clock, walking up to it I hear George's deep tones, "Pat, Pat," and a newspaper above the crowd waving to draw my attention. "What would he look like in real life," I was wondering... "should I be here?" Things like that were flashing through my mind as our eyes met for the first time, and I caught my breath in excitement as George held out his arms to welcome me. As if we were old lovers, and the world around us didn't exist he took my heavy case from me and wrapped his arms around me. Onlookers must have gasped as for fully sixty seconds George kissed and hugged all of my air from my body leaving me gasping for breath. Almost wobbling he let go of me, holding my hands as his eyes traced every inch of me as if I were being eyed up for something more than a weekend in Paris.
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