Cindy turned and looked at herself in the full-length mirror.She was the quintessential California beach girl, 5' 7", a 122 pounds, 34C breasts and lo...g blonde hair. She had no sag to her breasts and her butt stood out proud and hard. She didn't have tan lines either, preferring to tan nude on her private balcony. Cindy turned first this way then that way as she evaluated herself. My God I look good and yet I haven't been with a man since... she thought back to her last sexual encounter, the. The club she applied at had a large clientele of prominent patrons who were polite and tipped well. After working there for a couple of weeks she noticed a handsome gentleman who always ate alone. Being short staffed on night, she had the opportunity to wait on him. His name was John and he was tall with dark hair and hazel eyes, that caught her attention and had her transfixed from the moment she looked into them. He spoke with a soft voice that was hypnotizing and she became instantly. A knock on his office door brought him back to the day's work and he looked up to see his fiancé poke her head through around it. "Hello beautiful," he said."Hi. Busy?" Nope, come on in."Carolyn Millhouse, a widow from the very same hills that he'd grown up in walked forward. Wasn't that the detective you hired?" One of many." Did he have any news?" Yes, seems he's found out quite a lot." What are you going to do?" Carolyn asked."Proceed as usual."Carolyn sat down on the lap he offered and she. After dumping the wasted food in the bin, she took the bowls to the communal sink – rinsing them before chucking them in the dishwasher. She was torn. She knew her friend was going through some monumental shit. Being dumped after three years was enough to mess with anyone’s mind, but it surely shouldn’t change a person that much, right?Mihara had had a few fleeting flings over the years, but nothing had stuck. She wasn’t overly bothered though when they’d ended, they were never the best fit for.