Jeff changed the subject to telling me about himself. I learned that he worked from home as an internet tech, what that was I had no idea. He told me ...e loved his wife, at one time, but now she barely talked to him and he mostly lived in the basement. When I asked what happened he did not have an answer, but did tell me that he was convinced she was cheating. I felt bad for him. He reminded me that he would be in town at the end of the week and I said I would think about meeting him. We talked. ” Shirley blushed at what she interpreted as a complement. Men hardly gave her complements any more, and yet there she was being complemented by this young black man who looked a little younger than her own son. What’s even more amazing is how he effortlessly managed to make her feel like a silly school girl too….. ************ “What’s new Mrs. Crane?” Shane, her gay hair dresser asked Shirley with a naughty effeminate, curious look on his face. “What do you mean what’s new Shane?” Shirley. ..What might your needs be?" she said.I quickly yanked off my mask, and told her they're probably not a usual request..."You also called me beautiful in the store...but I had a mask on, even over my nose..." she posited to me.I laid it out..."I thought you had beautiful eyes...Now I see that wasn't all..."With that, she smirked, then smiled, and asked if I could help her load the bags into her SUV. Since she was parked in the same relative area as my pickup truck, I acquiesced and went. Then I suddenly was overcome with embarrassment. Why did I have to do this! What if she thinks I’m just a village pervert? I very slowly looked upwards at her. She was staring at me. And smiling!Deepika: You like what you smelt Niteesh?I smiled back at her sheepishly.Me: Yeah, Deepika. I’m sorry. It’s just that I couldn’t resist. I always wanted to smell a women’s armpits.As soon as I said this she slowly raised her arms. Then she put another hand on my head and ruffled my hair. Very slowly,.