of that later.” His eyes looked deep into Lois almost toying with her emotions. “Why?” “Because, literally it will be different. I do believe the Ladies will line up first. You’ll see.” Lois watched and nervously waiting for her name to be called as she watched the women line up. “I am very excited and honored to introduce you all to my wonderful sons date tonight. Lois Brown.” Clara called for Lois to take her place. Suddenly Lois’s knees shook as she walked up taking her place. “Lois is kind hearted, trustworthy, and dependable. She is gorgeous as you all can see. She is a woman that speaks exactly what is on her mind and doesn’t back down from anyone. One day she hopes to be able to keep a normal color while around my son. Everyone give her a hand.” The crowd erupted, Lois searched for Tom finding him smirking devilishly back at her. He knew she was going to say that. Fucker. Clara went by handing each woman a colored handkerchief. They were all different, bright colors. “Keep this close dear, good luck.” Clara whispered to Lois as she handed her the handkerchief. Lois inspected it and found a number stitched to it. $10,000.00. Lois began to feel faint at the thought of it. The sudden movement of the men brought her back to reality as she started to pray that Tom got her number. Next all the men lined up. A basket was passed around the room each of them selecting an envelope. Lois looked hoping to get a glance of what was in them, but nothing was revealed. “Each of the lovely ladies has a handkerchief and just as last year there is a number stitched to it. The number represents how much you will pay to spend dancing one dance with the woman that you have chosen by selecting your envelope.” Dear god, please, please, please, let Tom have mine. He is standing across from me smiling at me. Is it rigged? One by one, each man opened his envelope and took the hand of the woman he had drawn. Ok. Deep breath. Tom is next. There are only two of us left. Tom opened his envelope and walked toward Lois, kissed her cheek and then took the hand of the woman next to her. Shit. Senator Adams took Lois’s hand and led her to the dance floor. I want to curl up and die. Get it together. This is supposed to be fun. I can do this. He placed his hand on her waist and then began the dance. Everyone was dancing. The Senator soon started to move his hands lower down her waist. Lois took several deep breaths and calmly moved his hand back up. To her irritation he quickly slid his hands down past her hips and rested them on her ass and pulled her in tight. Don’t make a scene. It’s just a dance. It’s almost over. Suddenly Tom was next to them. Lois didn’t know what he was whispering in the senator’s ear but whatever he said was loud and clear. The Senator’s face went grim, pale and he moved his hand back to her waist. The dance lasted to long for Lois’s liking. As soon as the music ended, Tom was there pulling her from the Senator’s grip into his arms and leading her back to the table. “I told you I didn’t care for that part.” He looks jealous. Yes!! He was still irritated with the Senator half an hour later. Tom gazed not so nicely at him. And the Senator was the first to halt eye contact and look away each time they locked eyes. The night went on. Tom never let Lois out of his sight from there on. They danced, laughed, and really talked to each other. They spoke more to each other tonight than they had the entire time they had known each other. Tom spoke of how We Can Win was held every year and the money raised