"I would love to be your dinner partner and the honor is mine as well." Roweena slipped her arm into his arm as she gazed warmly up to him. She felt the warmth of a blush creeping into her face and a warmth to your knees which made them weak.<br/><br/>"Please excuse me Mother, Father. I shall speak with you later after wards."<br/><br/>Lord Whitley frowned at his eldest daughter before speaking in a low voice which was meant for Lady Whitley's ear only.<br/>'What did she mean later after wards? After what?'<br/><br/>Lady Whitley chuckled and tapped her husband on his arm which he absent mindedly held out to her so that he could escort her to dinner,<br/><br/>'What did I mean on that night so long ago? I do believe that I said the very same words to my parents if my memory serves me correctly.' she replied softly as tears began to well up in her eyes.<br/><br/>"Ohhhhh...... that afterwards.....unhuh....I see now.... I do hope he has the same kind of manners that I had.... perhaps he should be a bit more reserved than I was at that age.......yes more reserve would be good. Come it is time to go to dinner, my dear.' Mr Whitely smiled down on his wife and impusively kissed the top of her head.<br/><br/>'My, Lord Whitley! You are so totally incorrigible! Yes I do hope he has better manners the his young lady's father has.' Lady Whitley fanned herself vigorously hiding a soft smile behind the fan at the same time.<br/><br/>"I am glad that part is over. I am not exactly a social butterfly and do not care for these fancy balls and such. I wonder what they have prepared for the dinner this evening." Rpweena spokee in a low quiet voice.