Dixie finished reading the letter and somehow fell limp on the kitchen chair. She wasn't sure what she was feeling. There was a storm of emotion in her head. None of them could be more specific, it was too confused. The only thing she seemed sure of was that she would have a sleepless night.
As she woke up in the morning, the storm in her head was still raging. However, Dixie forced her to retreat a little into the background and decided, by her own will, to go for it. She had a day off. She wanted to be perfectly prepared for the evening, so she filled the bath full of hot water and relaxed. Looking at her naked body, she wondered if the people who would be there would also like it.