And then my brain snapped back to life, because I realized I was already very familiar with that name….

“Wait a minute did you say that you’re Bette Porter….no you can’t be Bette Porter?!”

“Uh sorry to break it to you but yeah, last I checked I am me, Bette Porter….I could go get my license though if you don’t believe me….or perhaps provide fingerprints, dental records…ummm, I think we might have to wait till tomorrow for any results on DNA testing or bloodwork done today though.”

“Ha, ha, ha.  W-o-w, creative, talented, gorgeous and funny…How dooo you manage it all?” 

“Well I have a great team of assistants, but I keep them locked up.  I wouldn’t want anyone to feel intimidated by an entourage.” 

“Of course….Hmm since DNA or bloodwork would take awhile, I guess I’ll just have to take your word for it.” I say with a cheeky grin. 

“Gee thanks,…..soooo generous of you.”  I say while shaking my head and smiling. 

“Plus, I can just Google you….make sure you check out.”   And I can’t help but to check her out again.

With an incredulous look on my face I ask, “You’re gonna Google me…It’s a little soon for that don’t you think..I mean we’ve only just met?!” 

“Well, I already know your name and some of the projects you’ve done through the buzzing grapevine at work, so…” 

“Ah, work..yes, of course…so what area of the industry are you in?” 

“Development over at Alphaville…but it’s too nice of a day to be talking about work inside..So unless you already have plans while your laundry tumbles, do you wanna join me down by the pool?”  Hopefully I manage to keep a neutral expression and don’t portray the anxiety I’m feeling that she’ll say ‘no.’  

I really should head back to my place and start doing research for my next project, but there’s something about this woman that makes me anxious at the thought of leaving her presence.  Still I’m a little surprised to hear myself say, “Sure that sounds like a good idea.  Plus I have so much laundry to do, other than what I’m wearing now, I think my bathing suits are about the only items of clothing not in these machines or that don’t need to be.  I’ll just go change and be down in a few minutes.”

Hearing her response I’m at once elated and terrified.  Very shortly I’ll get to see the woman I’ve been fantasizing about in next to nothing…I’m bound to either make a fool out of myself or make her uncomfortable.  With the thought of all that skin available to my eyes, I try to control my pulse that is pounding rapidly throughout every area of my body as I gulp and say “Great, see ya down there!”