See ya," I said stunned.She gave me a last look over and then walked away from me. I can't be sure of this, but I think she shook her firm ass somewha... showy at me while she did this. Well, I kept looking at it, until that ass was out of sight and the rest of her as well.I couldn't believe it, my first real try with a girl, and I got her phone number. Why didn't I know that it could be this easy? Although, thinking about my dress code, it sure must have helped. However, I felt like I just had. .. we're looking for Mr. Carstairs," he said hesitantly."You have found him," I said is my most courtly Charleston accent.His face broadened into a smile. "Hello, then, Jack," he said. "I'm Richard Ashley."So this was Richard, to whom I'd spoken so often on the phone but had never actually seen. At times I'd envisaged him as Goliath, this massive man of formidable powers and strength. Yet here he was in person, no larger or stronger or more imposing than the average man I'd meet in the. I was not the ultra wealthy but I and my k**s never had to think about to much. All my k**s were in the world already and I was just living the single life since my wife left me for someone else. I get it I worked all the time and I was not home much and I was not a great family guy. But in the end it all worked out I was comfortable and retired and just doing what I wanted to do. I vacationed several times a year and I rode my bike (Harley that is ) I had my 60’s muscle car in the garage and. She finished by dabbing his lips with a tissue.A blusher came next, a strong powdered rouge that added to the classic,vintage look of the proper lady, the proper "housewife" of the 1950's.Smiling at her accomplishment, Madge put the brush down and began with afinishing powder to set the look. She finished up with a liberal amountof a strong floral perfume. Tim's eyes burned slightly causing him toblink and he coughed a bit as the perfume encircled his head.Almost finished, Madge picked up a.