It had been years since I attended a funeral, but I surely wouldnt miss Joes. Joes wife, Linda, had given them two sons. Joe, jr. (J.J) and Gary. Both...boys were now young men with families of their own. J.J. had three daughters, the oldest being seven, and Gary had a four year old son. Although both boys looked like carbon copies of Joe, Linda loved to tease them about being the UPS mans sons. To the best of my knowledge (and over the years I learned a lot) Linda had never been unfaithful to. “Karen listen” he started to say softly. He shut up a second as he caressed her cheek. “I’m not a psychologist but I will say this, if it helps at all, but I think you are a really, really pretty woman. I mean it too. If I didn’t think so I wouldn’t be here with you today. I mean that. I like you. I like you a lot too. I want to be with you today. I mean that. I want to be with you and I do really want to make love to you.” And then he looked at her as he smiled and added, nicely “And I don’t. She gave me the name of the restaurant. The next morning I was getting ready to drive to the restaurant and got a text from her. Asking my opinion which blouse was more attractive number 1 or number 2? A picture came through of Krystal with a scoop neck blouse on and I could clearly see that her tits were not burdened by a bra. I thought this is the one I want to stare at all through lunch. Then the second picture appeared. This time she had a button up blouse on but only the bottom half. " "Get in here and buckle up, you silver tongued devil. My name is Nicole or Nikkie Largent, so no more ma'am, okay?" "Spade Davis here Nikkie. Thirty one years old, laid off welder and transient. Six foot four, two hundred thirty, brown hair and blue eyes. That's me, in case you need to write that down." Nikkie laughs, "Well, get your pencil and paper ready. I'm thirty eight, five foot nine, hundred fifty pounds, brown hair and brown eyes. Built like a truck, tough all the way down. I'm a.