On his last day in Fort Stockton, he'd gone to the bank and cleaned out his safe-deposit box. The contents of that box, a collection of exotic watches...still in original packaging, gold coins, and cash covered the foot of the bed.He removed each watch from its box, some for the first time and admired their mechanical complexity. A collector of fine objects might keep them in the boxes, forever. As someone who enjoyed watches, he took the other approach. They were to be worn and enjoyed. He took. Their entrance was a little flamboyant as they were well know, as I was (but less so), to the restaurant owner. After lots of welcoming hugs and kisses the ladies made it over to where I was waiting. I ordered pre-dinner drinks and we got chatting, picking up on our last conversation and adding new topics like Brexit and other news.The ladies were dressed elegantly in cocktail dresses, stockings (I presumed) and heels. They both carried a light wrap in case the temperature dropped later and. “Well, that’s enough moping,” I say to myself as I get up off the bench. “I might as well swing by the post office on my way home. Maybe they’ve got some boxes I can use to start packing all my shit.”As I walk along the path, heading up the hill to the parking lot I dapperly dressed elderly gentleman heading the other way. Despite my situation, I couldn’t help but return his smile and friendly nod. Just because I’m having a shitty day doesn’t mean I need to ruin his. Once we pass each other. Check out my girls right here. I have five of the sexiest there are not counting Fran and Kissa. I know that Janet and Gin rival any in your club. Donna and Nikki are about as desirable as anyone could want, and Sheena is gorgeous with her perfect dark skin. Just look at her loving expression and you know that she’s special.Dora chuckled and said, “They could all be making five to ten grand a week if they were working for me. They have all told me what their aspirations are, so I know I won’t.