Part Two
Jerry followed the sounds and murmurs of a crowd of people talking and the smells of cooking food. It did seem like dinner time to him, whatever time it really is. He arrived and saw a smallish crowd of men and women wearing similar robes chatting, drinking Champagne and helping themselves to the trays of hors d'oeuvres being passed around. For the most part, couples were staying together, but there were a few single men and curiously, an equal number of single women. Jerry helped himself to a glass and looked over the food trays for something good. He kept it simple with something he knew because exotic foods didn't interest him much. He wasn't food adventurous - if that's a thing. He took a bite, sipped some wine and started to look around when he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder from behind. He swallowed hard and turned around - trying not to act surprised.
"Hello. I'm Lisa." She was stunning. Her naturally highlighted, blonde hair and impeccable makeup coupled with her five-foot, six-inch, perfect hourglass figure included well-shaped breasts which were accented by the belt in her robe set her apart from everyone else in the room. He had been single a long time after his wife died, but he could still scan a room for lovely ladies without attracting suspicion. At this moment, he was the luckiest man there.
Jerry stammered, "H-hello, Lisa. I'm Jerry. It's my pleasure to meet you." At the same time, they both switched hands with their wine glasses to shake hands properly. Her's were warm, soft and well-manicured, but her grip was as firm as any businessman. She held his hand, not letting go as she gazed into his smiling gray-green eyes. He looked at her in her lovely green and gold eyes. She'd started this. It was her move. Jerry kept it light and trite. "So,.. gee, Lisa, do you come here often?"
Lisa politely laughed. "No, Jerry. In fact, this is my first time. How about you?"
"No, a friend of mine suggested I come here. Said I needed a break." Jerry responded.
