She was still a classy lady in my opinion. I was proud to have her on my arm. In addition, she was exceptionally beautiful. When we were being shown to our table ninety percent of the heads in the restaurant turned to look at her.
We had a nice, quiet, delicious dinner with a bottle of wine, and accompanied by some interesting conversation. She told me about growing up in Brazil. I mentioned to her that I would like to visit Brazil sometime.
“When you decide on a visit to Brazil, if you would like, I’ll go with you as a guide and interpreter.”
I don’t know why, but she was trying to tell me something.
She outlined for me her curriculum at the university before she was forced to leave. She gave me an insight into the life of a fitness instructor. She had a way of framing her conversatio
