Friday appeared quite suddenly and so did the butterflies. I sat there on my bed looking out of the window. The time shown it to be a quarter after six. And the minutes slowly crept nearing my ‘date night’.
“So-this is what I think you should wear.” Max said giddily as she placed three outfits out by names, I of course, was not familiar with; a sleeveless bodycon dress with open back bandage, skater casual chiffon lace top mini dress, and a deep v neck long sleeve cocktail evening short mini dress.
I took in the attractive attire and then looked back at Max. “So, I assume pants are out of the question.”
“Uh duh.” she returned. “You always wear pants. This is your first date.” she smiled. “You have to look gorgeous-or well, you know-different than...the usual gorgeous th-
