And therein lay the problem.I had been at this shindig for a half hour or so when I spotted a very tall woman across the room. Someone must have read ...y mind; Phil, my immediate supervisor, took me by the arm and led me over to her."Connie," he said, "Jeff. Jeff, Connie." With that, he slapped me on the back and waked away. We both watched him, a little dumbfounded and maybe embarrassed.I turned to look at her. After a moment, she reciprocated.Looking into her eyes was different from my. Loading the car with what I taught was required for a fairly straight forward job I headed on the 10 minute drive to her house. Pulling into her drive I could see her walk around the side of the house in a nice summer dress, a little see through as the sun light caught it as she walked towards me. “Fair play to you” she said as I got out of the car. “The new one is in the garage” “not to worry, I’ll manage better get the old one out first” I replied. It was going to be straight forward, pull. I knocked on the door and his mom answered. The first thing my eyes saw was Mrs. Lawrence dressed to the nines. She had just returned from shopping. She had on a maroon dress and smoke colored hose. Her feet were encased in a stunning pair of black leather pumps with thin straps at the sides. I got hard right away looking down at them. She invited me in, told me I could wait for her son and that he'd be home soon.As I followed her into the house I coudn't take my eyes off those shoes. You see,. "I really need money, Caitlin."Caitlin suggested they order a bottle of Chardonnay to celebrate the unknown which really meant to drown their tears from life's disappointments.The bottle didn't last long and they ordered a second. A little light headed, Sheila asked, "What have you been up to?" I don't know. The same old, same old," Caitlin answered but Sheila sensed a tinge of resistance when she answered."Look, Caitlin, I know you well enough to know you are holding something back."Caitlin.