Change Clothes

Elizabeth rose to her feet and looked in the mirror situated in the corner of the room. The outfit Paul had given her was way too sexy. She didn't think it would be suitable for her date with Sam. While she didn't want to look like a slut, she also didn't want to appear ultra conservative.

She opened her closet and started digging. Several of her garments didn't fit any more and a few were completely out of style. She remembered a time when she used to think she was a vampire and wore black leather pants and a solid black halter with fishnet sleeves. She thought she was so cool; luckily she had grown out of that stage of her life.

Eventually she struck gold with a pair of capri jeans, pink sandals, and a bright pink short sleeved pullover. She knew it would look hot, especially if she put on a little makeup before heading out.

Elizabeth quickly stripped off her work outfit and threw it on top of a pile of laundry. Maybe she'd never have to wear it again. She put on the outfit she had decided to wear and primped in front of the mirror. It looked really good.

She moved into the bathroom, where she kept her makeup in a little box on the counter. Carefully, she applied some mascara and eyeliner to complete her look. She ran a brush through her hair a couple of times before spraying a dab of Happy on her neck. Perfect!

The digital clock read six, which meant Sam would be knocking soon. She turned off the lights and bolted downstairs to the living room. The dream from earlier had already faded into the past.

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A banging sound at the door made Elizabeth jump off the couch. She checked her reflection in the TV screen and peered out the front window. Sam was standing there with a bouquet of flowers.

She flung open the door with a giant smile.

"Hey," he said with a swallow. "These are for you."

He handed over the wild flowers and she took a quick whiff before setting them down in a vase.

"You didn't have to do that," she said still grinning. "That's so sweet."

"Are you ready to head out?"

"I am. Where are we going?" she asked, still unsure of what Sam had in mind.

"It's a surprise," he answered with a wink. "But I promise you'll love it."

Elizabeth liked surprises, but she was growing a bit anxious. Why should she worry? She's with Sam.