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Pierre.... Tall, dark, handsome, and rich.....my favorite combinations. I tried to play it off like I didn't see him because I didn't want him to know I was with the ol' stiff on a date. So I quickly turned and went the other way. The old man starting yelling, hey you, come back here. I paid for you and you gone give me what I paid for. I picked up my running speed and ran out of the door. To myself: I am going to ring Pedro's neck when I see him. DAg, I ran my new pair of stockings too and broke my heel on my $300 shoes. SO I decided to wait outside down the street from the Ritz waiting for a taxi, then this long sleek Beamer pulls up in front of me and asks if I needed a lift. Oh, my God it was Pierre. SO I told him........
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