Daily home workouts and two yoga classes a week kept her stomach flat and her butt firm and high. Her wavy, shoulder length blonde hair gave way to th... curve of her firm breasts; the part of her which had, in her opinion, needed a little extra help in the form of cosmetic assistance. After having her son early at only twenty two and her husband leaving a few years later she had decided that perhaps her appearance could do with a little help, and so, at the age of thirty three she had opted for. Or was I just wearing some sort of skin colored suit?" Hmmm... I love it!" This was definitely a case where the native New Englanders normally reserved demeanor would work in my favor. Most people here will barely look at you, let alone speak with you. So when they see something truly odd, like a naked woman in public, normal New England style behavior is to stare fervently, but run away if anyone actually tries to make any sort of contact. In this circumstance it works perfectly for me. They. I take another t shirt, one of my favorites, it has Pink Floyd’s iconic prism on the front. White light passing through a prism, creating the colors of a rainbow. M reminds me of a rainbow. I want her to wear it for me. ‘Here, wear this t shirt for me M,” I say to her, as I hand the t shirt to her. She takes it, brings it to her face and inhales deep. Then holds it out in front of her and looks at it. “Nice, I love Plink Floyd, and it smells like you,” she says, as she slowly pulls it over. “Yeah they been going out a for a while but it was nothing serious. He then asked her out and then organised a surprise trip for her with my mom and dad.”“Did you not go?”“No way, had the house to myself” he grinned.“She never told me she had a boyfriend” I stayed.“That’s weird man, she actually wanted to work tonight to maybe get a chance to see you but I wouldn’t swap with her. I need the money.” He went about cleaning up as I stood there running through my mind. Did she tell me? Nah surely.