She was a very good looking woman and in her shorts and tank top she looked very yummy. We have flirted in the past but I had never really thought muc... of it. She had need there for about 15 minutes and started to rub her neck and shoulders and complaining about a crick in her back. Being the gentleman I am I asked if she would like for me to massage it out. I moved over and sat next to her and started to run her shoulders and neck. She let me know that it felt wonderful, but that I wasn’t. "Mom got the sizes and D and I were able to find six pair exactly alike so that the girls had twenty four tops they could swap around and three pair of jeans each to wear. I'm sure that if they stay, Mom will take them on a real shopping trip to Lexington. We found some lightweight jackets that should do them through this spring and fall, but then we would have to find them heavier coats and boots.We remembered to get some big boxes of feminine products, as six of them would go through a lot. "I'm afraid I'm a very busy woman who doesn't have alot of free time." She said bluntly. "Well how about a cup of coffee sometime today." I asked hopefully. She eyed me curiously and took out a notepad and pen. She wrote something down and tore the page off, sliding it to me. "That's my home address. I have an appointment at 7. If you can come any time before then, I'd be happy to have coffee with you." She said smiling. It wasn't a typical smile. It was like she knew something I didn't. Then. I took her hand and gave it a soft squeeze of approval.“My husband collects friends, people he likes. Friends don’t use friends, but friends help friends, willingly,” Julie said earnestly. “We didn’t come here for trade deals.”“Well, I never...” The Princess blurted out a stunned response. Her voice was almost tired sounding, like another surprise among many. She looked worn down in the unguarded moment.Julie smiled and touched the Princess’s hand to placate her. “Think about it, I wasn’t.