Tom: No, I’m not doing that.Charlie: You have been wanting me since we were in college and you now you will get me. You live alone so it’s not lik... anybody is coming home tonight. We both know that even if you brought someone back to his great home there would be a stick between their legs, thus making him a guy.Tom: I never said anythingCharlie; You didn’t have to Tom; I caught you adjusting your crotch each time you left my company. Funny thing, there were no females anywhere around but. ?I think they can do anything they like? said Nicky ?who knows, they must have thought we maybe had explosives in our shoes like that guy recently coming from Sweden, or maybe even that we were smugglers. Anyway, we talked about not wearing shoes?. ?Yes, but from choice? said Cindy. ?Now until we either find our bags, or buy some shoes we have to go every where barefoot??? ? She tailed off as they noticed they had left the newer part of town and had entered a run down neighbourhood,. ”He chuckled. “No, I don’t guess you do. I’m sorry I said anything. I didn’t realize how fierce you were. I thought you might need a hand.”“That’s very kind,” she looked at him closer. She liked what she saw. He was very tall and very muscular. He was probably a foot taller than she was and he had dark hair that was beginning to turn gray. “I’m a big girl though. I can take care of myself.”He looked her over and she blushed. “You look like a little girl to me, but I’ll have to admit you shut. I was adopted by a Cuban couple just after I was born.”“Well my name is Bess and I did not mean any offense,” she said.“No offense taken,” I responded.The waitress arrived and took our orders. While eating my club sandwich and fries, we continued with some meaningless small talk, but I took stock of Bess. She was probably near fifty, a bit on the hefty side, with huge tits. She had short cropped bleach blonde hair with strings of gray showing. She was not something that I would normally pursue.