Joan & Phil seemed a very nice couple but I did get the feeling that Phil was eying Beth up. Mind you, I couldn't blame him as Beth was looking partic...larly delicious in a cute little black number. Short skirt showing off plenty of leg but low enough not to show her stocking tops. Well, not when she was standing anyway. And the top was strapless, sort of elasticated. This didn't allow for any cleavage to be on display but it certainly did show of the shape of her small but firm breasts and. When she stopped at their table she stood next to me, her hip touching my shoulder. "Mother, I'd like to introduce you to Heather. Heather, my mom." Hello Nancy. Nice to see you again." Have we met Heather?" You could say so. We've slept in the same bed for nearly thirty years." Harold?" Yes. Harold. May I sit?"She slid into the seat between us with the lithe grace of a dancer. She'd been so happy to be rid of her fifty-two year old pudgy male body that she'd practiced moving like a woman day. They frequently had girls come in at all hours of the night, during all times of the year, in even less clothing than Angels studded bra, vest, shorts and combat boots. This area was known to be crawling with girls looking for work and willing to get their knees dirty for quick money. Angel pocketed the money Rich gave her, and headed to the back of the McDonalds. She scaled the fence surrounding their dumpster, and began rummaging through the trash. Finding some old buns that were only a few. .Don’t believe me? Well one day I’ll take a photo, so you can see.”...Love stories“How fucking romantic!” I said sarcastically. “I bet you have charmed a lot of ladies with that poem.”“You are the only girl I have shared that with. You are the only girl I share anything with. And I only love you and only have eyes for you.”“Yeah right, pull the other one. Why don’t you tell me another story.”“It would be our story, and it would be the fucking greatest love story ever told.”I looked over to see.