I guess she survived missing me,’ I laughed. ‘That was a long time ago. Anyone since then?’ ‘Yeah. I had a steady girlfriend … lady friend a...tually … in college. She was from a Korean family. She was quite a bit older than me, but we were in a lot of the same classes and we seemed to have a lot in common. It sort of evolved into a relationship. We lost track of each other after I graduated. I don’t know where she is now.’ ‘Do you miss her?’ ‘Yes and no. We were never going to be more than. I remember this because just like today that I’m writing this, I was as well a month shy of becoming forty-two back then. My wife and I (God rest her soul), lived in a small town called Kuta. We lived in the outskirts and during that time we owned a large farm plantation as well as a supermarket. It wasn’t something big, and sometimes weeks tend to go by with us making little or no sales. The town dwellers often prefer hopping into a bus and travelling the 10 miles trip to the city to get all. "I want you to try them on." Together, they disappeared into a changing cubicle. The door closed and Eliseheard a shrill feminine cry, followed by giggling and knocking. Normally, shewould have moved closer while pretending to browse; she often enjoyed listeningto the couples when they disappeared like that. Today, however, she had somethingmore pressing on her on her mind. She looked over at the security guard. He glanced surreptitiously aroundbefore sidling over to the changing cubicles. She. I glace at you and laugh. The music captivates me, flooding the senses and moving with abandon, my dancing becomes exotic, sensual, and sexy. I grasp the chain at my waist, unfastening it and drag it from my middle. Holding it in one hand, shaking it, making it jingle before tossing it aside.Beginning at the throat, I partly unzip the velvet blouse, exposing deep cleavage in a black push-up bra, then abruptly push the zipper the rest of the way allowing the blouse to gap open. Taking a hold of.