My Dream pt 3

Her smile was quite warm and her deep blue eyes seem to engulf me. Her golden blond hair reminded me of a halo. For a woman she was quite tall, five nine if I had to guess and her high heels only added to her height. Her short skirt hugged her legs like they were incased in shrink-wrap. Her small waist accentuated her large bosom, which threatened to burst the buttons on her silk blouse.

Lacy was quite beautiful and I could see that at one time this beautiful creature could have graced the magazine racks all over the country. Sydney had told me Lacy was a model but I would have guessed as much without being told.

She was so beautiful I was almost rendered speechless. When I could find my tongue I said, "Please Mrs. Mitchell have a seat can I get you anything. I have soda and water in the fridge plus I could make a pot of coffee."

Lacy Mitchell sat in the only chair available beside my own. She crossed her legs and smiled when she noticed that I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. Finally she said. "A diet soda would be nice if you have it but water would do."

I had diet soda seeing that was all Sydney would drink at school. So I poured her a glass handed it to her before sitting back down. Once I was seated Lacy said, "Doctor Hastings I thought I would come and introduce myself seeing we haven't gotten to know each other as yet."

"Please call me Philip I'm not a Medical doctor so I don't go by that title. I'm sorry that we haven't gotten to know each other, but also I haven't met all of the teachers here either." I told her and right away I knew I said the wrong thing.

Lace leaned forward giving me a clear view down the front of her blouse before she said, "Well Philip that's one of the reasons I'm here. You see I've given you ample opportunity to get to know me and on each occasion you refused to accept my invitation. Not only did you refuse my invitation but you also showed bad manners by not calling to tell us you wouldn't be coming."