“My mother is as Swedish as they come,” I said. “She’s tall and blonde and blue-eyed. I don’t know why I couldn’t have gotten her hair as ...ell as her eyes.”“You’d look good as a blonde,” he said. “You should try it. They say blondes have more fun.”“Oh, hair color never stopped me from having fun,” I said. “What do you do in Seattle, Mr. Rentz?” It was time to move the conversation of my fake identity and see what I could get out of him.“I manage a little pharmaceutical company. Seattle is very. Just prior to arriving at the house she asked me if I wanted to hear about my surprise. I said hell yes and she sprung on me that she had invited Rob to join us for the evening and that he was at the house waiting for us. I smiled and told her that I was glad as I really felt like sharing her that night. The plan was to have all the guys in the family room naked and I would bring her in from the garage hoping to get her started before she saw them, it worked perfectly. We entered the house and. A bout a minute later as the bus continues to bump along slowly towards my stop which at the rate its going is going to take about half an hour,the person sitting next to me had luckily reached his destination and got up a went with the afore mentioned woman took the seat as i looked at her we exchanged another look before saying hi with a friendly smile. my 2nd impression was much of the same as my first except that she was about 5ft 5 and a few years older than me and was wearing a shortish. I have to admit, they werereally very organised, these ladies!After Doris had measured my feet and legs against her sizing chart, shecommented that I had quite large feet for somebody of only 5 feet 4inches. Well, I could hardly tell her that I already knew that, havingto wear a pair of my mothers high heels last year with Geraldine'sschoolgirl uniform, because my feet were too big for either Geraldine'sor Wendy's shoes ...So, I made a sort of non-committal, "Oh, really?" comment!"No problem.