In the distance, beyond the stop light -> right, just above the ghostly old half sunk into earth 58 Ford pickup, was Ala Moana beach and you could par... anytime, always room in much less populated Honolulu. The brand new Ala Moana shopping center was built down to the left on the boulevard and friend Dave had his car lot facing Ala Moana beach, his office the green building in the distance. That was a choice spot for sales, a short distance from old Waikiki, and he was the reason I got hooked up. A silent partner to their sadness, anger, love, and life. SO, WHO CARES? Ok. So here is how I ended up with Sarah. She was drinking with some "friends" one saturday night, I walked out to smoke a butt, and when I came back in, the shit had hit the fan, her two girlfriends and one of their boyfriends were chewing her out, rightly so I'm sure about her being two faced, and bla bla bla bla... They left after a huge shit match, and let poor litle sarah at the bar with no ride home. She had. It was size 14 and a delicate light pink flower pattern and felt absolutely wonderful laying over the lingerie. Well here I was, in my dorm room, wearing panties and bra, full slip and hose, flats and a cotton floral dress. Now what? I couldn?t go out the door onto the floor?I?d look ridiculous with my small blond goatee and no make-up. I was sitting on the desk chair, legs crossed and feeling very wonderfully feminine when someone knocked on the door. I almost shot straight through the. And followed him to the back of the store, down some stairs, where the changing rooms were. Carlton showed me to a stall and said 'I'll be right out side when you finish.' After I put on the jeans I stepped to the mirror to see how they looked. As I was admiring myself, I noticed that Carlton was just out side the curtain glancing my way. I thought, well he do have to make sure I'm not stealing. When I went back into the stall to remove the jeans Carl called out to me from out side the stall..