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The Pin

... the party. We talked on the phone for about an hour and told each other about some of our life. On Wednesday Scott called me again and confirmed our dinner date and told me where we would be going. It was a very nice high class restaurant and after I hung up I went to my closet to pick out the clothes I was going to wear. I decided on a dark blue low cut evening dress that showed some cleavage with thigh high stockings and high heels. Thursday afternoon the doorbell rang and a few seconds later I heard daddy say, “Cindy, it’s for you.” I went down stairs and saw a florist standing inside the door with a large bouquet of a dozen pink roses in his hand. I immediately lit up with a huge smile and hoped they were from Scott. I took the flowers from him and said thank you and quickly looked for the card. I opened the card and it read: Cindy; I’m looking forward to dinner; see you Friday at seven, Scott. I giggled as I looked at daddy and said, “There from Scott.” I arranged the roses in a vase and set it on the table by the front door so Scott would see them tomorrow when he picked me up and I could thank him. On Friday I got dressed and was ready a few minutes before seven when I heard the doorbell ring at exactly seven. Mother had told me to always make them wait a few minutes before I went down. At five after seven I walked down the stairs expecting to see Scott waiting for me by the door but he wasn’t there. I heard talking and laughing in dad’s study so I walked over and ...

... opened the door. Daddy was in the middle of telling Scott a very animated story, and then he stopped in mid sentence as soon as I came in. They both turned towards me and Scott’s mouth dropped open. ‘Good’ I said to myself, I got the reaction from him that I was hoping for. Scott closed his mouth and said, “Wow Cindy, you look very beautiful.” Scott was dressed in a dark blue tailored suit that fit him very nicely. The suit accented his broad shoulders and tapered down to his slim waist. I walked over toward them and said, “Thank you Scott, and you look very handsome.” When I reached them I gave daddy a kiss on the cheek and then turn to Scott and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Every date that had ever picked me up at the house, daddy had always read them the riot act. He would glare at them and speak in his deep Colonels voice and usually say something like; ‘you treat her with respect do you understand me, and make sure she is home by whatever-o-clock.’ I reached under Scott’s arm and held it, looked at daddy and prepared for the speech. Daddy walked around behind us and patted a hand on each of our shoulders and said, “You two have fun.” That’s it? Why wasn’t daddy going to put the fear of God in him? I quickly moved Scott with me and headed out the door. I stopped in the foyer and smelled one of the roses and said, “Thank you very much for the beautiful roses.” He said, “You’re welcome, beautiful roses for a beautiful lady.” I smiled at him and kissed him full on the lips for ...