I asked her about the letter, saying that I had spoken to Barbara about it and did she recall anyone who might have the initials BC. Mary confessed th...t she had written the letter hoping that I would date Barbara. I confessed that I was already going out with Julie, who I eventually married and that at the time of receiving the letter we were doing things that young teenagers were getting up to. Mary asked me if I ever fancied Barbara and I said that I did, I thought she was beautiful and often. The walk around the store beat the hell out of trying to solve the problem of what to do about Lucy.I bought a couple of tee shirts and some cargo shorts. You know the ones with all the pockets. They looked brand new. Who ever they belonged to must have hated them. I had no idea why people gave away almost new clothes. Unless the previous owner died suddenly, I thought. I stopped thinking like that and just paid the six bucks for the two tee shirts and a pair of shorts.I turned around and drove. " Faltering again. Seeing her distress I got up and walked around to her, pulling her chair out I guided her into it and started to walk back to my seat. "Kathy relax! It's me John. Whatever's bothering you will be fine. I mean hell if you can get me through my divorce there can't be anything I wouldn't be able to help you with. Now tell me what's on your mind." The smile flashed briefly and she seemed to collect herself. "All right," she paused, "Remember when I told you that Dennis and I. All his senses stirred, his groin started to tingle. She was gorgeous. The most beautiful woman he had seen for a long time. The physical attraction he felt, pushed him forward, urged him to follow her. He was so preoccupied with the curves of her graceful body that he wasn’t seeing anything else. His heart was galloping, and he felt weak in the knees. The features of her face were exquisite, making it look somewhat innocent and childish. Her long shapely legs were bare and she wore a short.