Keith
The Midway Diner is not a place I would normally frequent. Its busy and noisy and cheap. However, I thought I would have better luck convincing Julianna to meet me here than at an upscale place. I sat in a booth in the back corner where I could watch the parking lot. I checked my watch again, and wondered if she was going to stand me up.
At five minutes after one I saw her car pull up. She stepped out, and I couldn’t help but admire her womanly figure from the window. She had curves in all the right places, and she looked almost as good in jeans and a t-shirt as she had in a formal dress. Her hair was piled carelessly on top of her head, with bits falling out and trailing down her neck and around her face. She entered the diner warily, searching the tables until she saw
