"Lan," said Jo, "this is Tom. He's the guy I was telling you about."
Lan turned to give Tom a once-over. As her almond-shaped eyes traveled up and down his body, Tom began to blush. "Well, let's get going," Lan said. "We don't want to be late."
Lan gathered a bag from just inside the door and the three of them piled into Lan's white convertible. Tom felt a bit light-headed, almost as if he were watching his own life but unable to control it. Lan and Jo talked and giggled while they drove, but they had apparently done this together before and Tom was felt a bit like an outsider.
Soon Lan pulled the convertible into a space at a large hotel. The group left the car and proceeded through the lobby, Lan leading the way. She apparently knew exactly where they were going, and they soon got off the elevator at the sixth floor, proceeded down the hall, and knocked at the door of room 643. |