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To my surprise, he wrote back with a date and time I should expect him to pick me up with instructions to dress my best. I showered, scrubbing myself thoroughly, brushed my teeth and shaved my peach fuzz, using deodorant and a touch of English Leather aftershave and cologne in preparation. I blew my hair dry and was pleased with how it looked, very bouncy and carefree. I was equally nervous and excited as I awaited the appointed time.

He arrived as promised and took me to his nearby, high-end Hotel. His rental was a full-sized Lincoln Towncar. He wore an expensive looking and apparently tailored black pin-striped suit with a daisy in the lapel that popped with his white hair and beard and set off his blue eyes. Next to him on the seat was a white banded black fedora. On his right index finger, he sported a big, masculine, gold ring with a large embedded Yellow Topaz, a 1" by 1" square cut gem. Boy did he look good.

I told him I felt way under-dressed, but that these were the best clothes I owned, a tan dress shirt, brown bell-bottomed Corduroy pants and a well-worn pair of dress shoes. He said I looked fine and not to worry. I slid across the seat to reach and caress his thigh, grinning broadly, while he smiled and ran his fingers lightly through my hair during the short drive.

He draped his arm across my shoulder, presenting the jeweled ring for viewing as we approached the hotel bar. I was old enough to enter any bar in Texas at that time, but hadn't tried drinking yet. He proudly lied to our greeter that I was his Nephew and it was my Birthday, perhaps to justify our closeness. We had never discussed my age and I wondered if he thought he was sneaking me in. I did look younger than my actual age. He tussled my long hair over my eyes and grinned at me convincingly with pride as I grinned back, sheepishly blushing and rearranging my hair.

We were seated at a secluded, candlelit booth in the sparsely populated bar. An elevator version of Lionel Richie's 'Endless Love" murmured in the background. I giggled inside at the ironically appropriate timing. I smiled, sighed happily and looked deeply into his glorious eyes only breaking my gaze as our server arrived.

Brian ordered a double snifter of their longest aged Glenlivet Scotch, neat, and a frozen Strawberry Daiquiri for me made with a top shelf dark Jamaican Rum and fresh strawberries with rich cream. My drink arrived in a Hurricane glass complete with a tiny umbrella shading a fresh strawberry on top.

As I took my first tasty sip through the fat straw, I watched intently as he swirled the fine Scotch around the snifter a few times, palming the underside of the glass. He closed his eyes before taking a full breath slowly in through his nose over the lip of the glass with an unconscious smile emerging on his face. Holding that breath, he then took a small sip, lightly swishing it around his palette and swallowed before finally exhaling through his nose. He sighed in a sensual bearish growl as he exhaled and that smiled returned to his face.

When he finally opened his eyes, his smile quickly turned into a grin as he noticed my expression. I was enthralled. Never before had I seen anyone drink so passionately. He continued grinning and said mischievously, half under his breath, "It's never better than the first time." I blushed and he chuckled in a Baritone range. He had a precocious gleam in those dreamy blue eyes.

I had found my drink to be delicious and we both finished the first round about the same time as Brian signaled our server, wagging his ringed finger in a circle. After three rounds and lots of friendly, inconsequential banter and jokes, he signed the bill to charge it to his room and left a $20.00 tip on the table.

We then boarded the elevator to his Executive Suite on the top floor.

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