Serendipity? Kismet? Karma? Dumb, idiot luck? Whatever; I'lltake it all! Cindy and I had originally met at our mutual favorite wigstore. She insisted ...n accompanying me this time to select just the righthair. Knowing Cindy's tastes in tonsorial artistry, not to mention herpowers of persuasion (damn it, why did my best 'girlfriend' have to be alawyer in real life?), I tried to gracefully extricate myself from theexperience - without success. So, I wound up with this....Okay, stick to the good. He was fascinated with the new planet.Life sure had got interesting with the humans around. It was so different from Utopia. It was a lot brighter for one thing. He was glad he had the sunnies as the boys called the covers for his eyes. The hat or slouchy as they called it, was very much needed as well.He loved watching these people work. It was obvious, particularly with the Army guys even though half of them were female, that had done this before. Lee’s people also fitted in seamless with. I have never seen a woman with a bottom as good as yours even on models.”Belinda blushed. “Thanks, I wore this suit to get Steve’s attention at the pool at our condo complex. It worked then. I hope wearing it today will help hold his attention now.”I blushed. “It did and it still does.”Elaine asked, “How long have you been married?”“Not even a year yet. We’re enjoying it. We had to marry if only to make the members of our Sunday school class feel their efforts weren’t in vain.” She chuckled.I. ..this is not the story for you (unless your morbid curiosity gets the better of you (*grin*), but consider yourself warned).This story is dedicated to my beloved friend and soul mate who passed away in November of 2002. Dana, I will always miss you terribly.I would like to thank those that helped me with the proofing and structure of the story. I would love to hear any and all constructive feedback. Please feel free to post or Email me with your comments.--Lisa Grey ([email protected].