Smelly Stockings

I put on my new purple bubble dress while May was telling me hurriedly to get out of the house. The Creative Arts had made bookings to see Salome in the Nexus theatre. It was one of my first meetings with Dennis. I had my doubts about the play's quality, but it would be fun, if nothing else. It was cold and I couldn't find anything to wear under my dress so I had to put on a pair of stockings that I had worn the day before. May and I were screaming in the car all the way to the theatre. She said, "Dennis is going to smell your smelly stockings!" and I said, "What does anything have to do with him or my stockings" We watched the worse than D grade theatre production and I found out a few months later that he hated that dress. It was a cold night. We all had fun. Heh.