I had pretty much forgotten about her promise until a couple of months ago. Her thirtieth birthday passed with the kids at the grandparents. We had a ...ice dinner at an expensive restaurant. I gave her a diamond tennis bracelet (the sales year had been awesome) and looked forward to some fun at home.The house was quiet as we pulled into the garage. Through the door and up the stairs, out of our clothes and into each other’s arms. Our tongues darted into each other’s mouths as my hands found and. Of course when she was out I had to do the selling, but that wasn't too bad because most of the customers were ladies, and some of them were pretty nice.And it's how I met Jane. I was immediately attracted to her; she had that kind of spark that I go for. She might have been skinny when she was a girl, but to be honest with you I rather doubt it. She certainly wasn't fat, but nice and cuddly, a middle aged lady, in retrospect I can say in her middle fifties, with a very attractive face. And as. It normally goes something like this. The couplearrives to a bar separately, one partner (usually thewoman) flirts with some of the patrons, and then theother partner (usually the husband) comes over andsweeps this ‘stranger’ off of her feet. They leavetogether, both with hugely boosted egos. Tom and I haveplayed this game often over the last few years. (Wehave been married for 5.) Lately, though, I have beenfeeling like it is a little unfair to the guys beingflirted with. I mean,. I came up with the perfect solution and it was immediately put into motion. We would fly to Florida, lease a yacht with full crew and sail to Hawaii via Panama Canal, then decide what to do after that. That way we would not need passports as we were not leaving America. April kabashed that idea when she said you needed a passport to board any vehicle that left the continental states, if we were just sailing in the gulf and back for the day or even over-night it might be ok, but to sail across.