I thought of De Niro in heat (Michael Mann, 1995).Then I see her. I knew I'd think she is beautiful. Still, it's a shock. Her face is a combination of...mature features and teeny mischief. She's put just the right amount of make up, discreet yet sexy. Her hair is put up like THAT time. Her black coat hides her body, yet I can guess at sweet curves, and her high heeled boots make me think she's dressed with care.Our eyes are locked. Hers are deep ponds I want to swim in. She smiles shyly. I wave. Then the firm, round, jutting, pink tipped breasts could fill any man's fantasy.Her eyes were blue, though two years unemployment had deadened them a bit. Those two years had been hard but she had stood by him, with no criticism. Who would have thought just 4 months ago that he would be working again! Not just working but in a senior position.That it was in Africa was the icing on the cake.But he fretted.His wife was dancing with another man.Another man's hands rested of those lovely round. " So what? Who do you think you're fooling, Daisy? Everyone here can seethe sissy in you. They've seen it before. Spread your wings. Of course,with that dress, you may soon spread your legs."Brenda the shopgirl giggled. Melanie laughed. Daisy blushed."Daisy, this is what you wanted," Melanie said. "Just do it." But....I never thought I'd have to dress up in public." Daisy, that's just part of it. In an hour, you'll be wearing a dress.In a month, you'll have permanent makeup. In two months, your. He had promised Mrs. Moskowitz from 404 he would be by to fix her radiator but his motivation was lacking in the beautiful summer breeze. He could see dirty Dan's pigeons wheeling in tightly formed circles down at the bottom of the hill. Dan was pretty smart when it came to pigeons and baseball stats but on all other subjects, he was as dumb as dog-shit.Sal's uncle Vinnie was still pissed at him because of his interference in disposing of a valued "made" guy from 149th Street. The broad that.