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We exit the car, enter the hotel lobby and walk toward the bar. "Get us a couple of spots at the bar, pet" you tell me. "I'm going to visit the ladies' room." The bar is only semi-crowded, so I easily


chicago   dinner  

Continued from Part 1: I see the waitress approaching from across the room, the key bouncing on the chain about her neck as she strides toward our table. No! Wait! I need more time! A few minutes to p


chicago   dinner  

Marcia came home from work to find Frank on the computer. "Hi babe," she said, as she gave Frank a quick kiss. "What do you want to do for dinner?" Frank asked. "You," Marcia smiled. "Seriously?" Fran


surprise   dinner  

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