I am in the midst of writing a piece wherein a 67 year-old liberal attractive Jewish widow participates in a date auction to benefit an Israel hospital fund drive. Her community organization is sponsoring a fundraiser and she reluctantly allows herself to be drawn into a date auction wherein each winner gets the company of the lady he's won for a dinner date. The man who wins is the recent (past year) new neghbor in the other half of her duplex. She is a classy babe and he looks like a Sixty-something thug but he is a master at bridge, plays very good tennis and blows everyone away with his classical piano. He drives a 'Vette. A big black dark window SUV whisks him away from time-to-time out of town. He may be gone for two days or two weeks. She has never spoken to him; took an instant dislike to him when she saw him moving in. Despite her visceral and totally irrational contempt for the troll she wakes up at least twice very wet from an erotic dream in which he ravishes her. Inevitabily he wins the auction for an evening dinner date with her paying an outrageous amount to win. The question, especially for you ladies, is what does she choose to wear under and over for this date? Kal