There was something in her walk that called to him. A twitch and roll of her hips, perhaps. Her dress was modest, at least by pub standards, although ...e’d noticed she made adjustments later in the evening when she was serving. Adjustments that displayed her charms to advantage. Her breasts were not large ones but they appeared firm and high. He hadn’t yet had the opportunity to get close enough to smell her but he knew somehow she would smell sweet.She laughed easily, that was a good sign. Most. I picked up Betty's brush and some hair clips and started to work my shoulder length hair into a more feminine style. Some pink barrettes completed the look. Finally I took out a pair of flats from the closet and put them on. I was still amazed at how close in size Betty and I were. I admired my girlish figure in the mirror and mustered my courage to go downstairs. The looks on the guys faces was classic. I don't think they thought I would be that good looking. Finally Mark broke the. " So, what's he got that interests us?" Well, he's got a story, Sam. Think you ought to hear it, first-hand. He agreed to come in. Can you see him?" Yeah, I can see him. Until that sketch artist is on the scene, your follow-ups are the best we've got to work with. Bring him by as soon as he arrives."Burliss Randolph was a wizened, bright-eyed little man who affected a tall black top hat as part of his chimney sweeper persona. He was well-scrubbed and his clothes were clean, perhaps reflecting. -----Next Day-----I couldn't sleep. The idea of a job excited me to no extent. After six months of filling up nonsense applications and handing out a pretty long resume, a job finally came my way. I started working as soon as I graduated from high school. I had aspirations to go to college, but it all ended when my mom got into some legal trouble and spent all my college funds that I had saved. Me. ALL ALONE. Without her help at all. I will never forgive her for that. I started out working at.