I love intelligent women who enjoy laughing and touching. Lisa fit the bill. She held my hand and touched my thigh as we talked. Lisa is a full-sized ...oman but beautifully sexy. She had on a long full summer dress with a high waist that accentuated her “D” cup tits. They jiggled as she laughed so she didn’t have on much of a bra. She was doing everything she could to get my eyes away from her baby blues and onto her cleavage. And I was happy to oblige. “Ronnie, you’re such a wonderful. "You don't like this dance?" I ask."The truth is I'm not much of a dancer." he admits to me with a rueful laugh."I would have never guessed." I laugh back at him."I guess, I just never got into the whole dance until you drop thing." Seattle ducks his head ashamed of is lack of enthusiasm."That is ... very interesting." Is all I can think to say and still stay polite."Not really, everyone kind of thinks of is as a joke. But enough about me." he moves into the real reason why he wants to speak. You've probably seen him interviewed on the cable news circuit. Age 54, graying at the temples, he embodies ?urbane law-firm partner:? Hickey-Freeman suits, Cartier cufflinks, voice like a tumbler of scotch: the ?old money? look. Six-foot two barefoot. Shirtless his chest muscles ripple like a low tide, betraying the athlete he once was. No middle-aged paunch to his stomach, in fact his diet is rather ascetic considering his wealth: cornflakes & an orange for breakfast, an apple for lunch, and. Hello? Hi Stacey Brooke Taylor seriously why are you talking to my manThanking him from saving meUgg do you like my boyfriend BrookeYes I guess Would you like to join are group Brooke Yes pleaseWell you have to do something for meAnything at allAbsobutly anything you can't change your mind I promise I'll do anything Okay meet me at macers at 10Yes I willThen she hang up. I only had half a hour so I quickly put my nice jeans and a singlet on before adding my converses and a a small silver.