’ Cindy practically leaped for the phone that was in the center of the Classroom ‘E’ conference table. ‘Gonna take a longshot here.’ Everyon... watched as she said ‘Hi, may I speak to Mrs. Jeanine Burke, please?… Lieutenant Cindy Ross, Town & County Police… get her out of her meeting, this is urgent and she will take the call…’ Cindy looked up, covering the mouthpiece of the phone. ‘She’s not in a meeting, the secretary is trying to prevent me from talking to her. She better not make me go over. “My regular customers don’t ask for condoms, they’ll ask for a 110, which is a small, a 120, which is a medium, or a 130 which is a large. The word condom won’t even be used EVER!”The first day was fine but on the second day a black guy came in to the shop, put out his hand and said “150.”The girl panicked. She phoned the owner on his mobile and told him of her predicament.“Go back in and check if he has a yellow bucket hanging between his legs” her boss told her.She peeped through the door and. As she lay on her back her legs bent and slightly open I could see her slightly open pussy was wet, it was obvious she was horny, she explained how she was lacking confidence since her divorce and that since then she had not let anyone see her naked until today. I told her again that her figure was superb and how she was easily the most attractive woman on the beach, she laughed and glancing around admitted she wasn't the fatest anyway, I was pleased she was enjoying herself and I could see her. I spent several months then, editing, unashamedly forcing it on writer friends to read, regular friends to read, and total strangers on writer boards. Everyone had different opinions of course, as people do, but all of them seemed to think it was pretty good, and I should probably try to do something with it. So I spent another year trying to sell it. Well nothing happened. And I can’t blame them, agents and publishers. It’s kind of a niche story, hard to market. It’s got too much sex for a.