Having pressed the doorbell Jim stood on the porch, hands trembling, causing the corsage held between his two sweaty palms to shake. A dog began to bark inside the house and as the door began to open, his eyes moved from the knob to the classic beauty standing before him. His stomach felt tied up in knots and when he swallowed he wasn’t sure if it was his lunch coming back up or his Adams apple getting stuck in his throat. There must be some mistake, he thought. Her SeniorsDatingNet.com profile said she was seventy-two but she certainly didn't look a day over sixty-five.
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