” I didn’t comment but leaned back against the bar, looked down at the lipstick smudges on my glass and then back up at Gaynor, sitting in the cor...er. She was looking at me and raised her full wine glass in salutation. I nodded, raised my nearly-empty glass… NOW In my office upstairs at home, two days after Gaynor’s surprise contact, I opened up my computer. Gaynor’s name was in my inbox again. My heart thumped in my chest. Hang on, Richard, I thought, it’s only a message from an old friend.. "Gladys?" I was floored! This woman looked nothing like the harridan at the free clinic!"You didn't recognize me? I hope that means I clean up nice..." Gladys smiled winningly."There's, uh, no question -- you certainly do!" I exclaimed."At work, I need to be motherly and supportive to women and threatening to men -- and I'm pretty practiced at it," she related, "But I'm not a sexless old hag and I'm not a lesbian..." Duly noted!" I muttered.Gladys gave me a sultry sidelong glance, "Then my. Then Janie dipped her tongue back into Suzie's bung hole and Suzie almost came again with the eroticism of the moment. Janie alternated between eating Suzie's ass and finger fucking it. Janie's fingers now slid easily in and out of Suzie's hot asshole."Come back to bed," Janie ordered.Suzie went back into the bedroom and Janie had her get on the bed on all fours with her beautiful ass pointed in the air. Janie told Suzie she would be right back and she left the room. Janie returned shortly. "Panties and Bras, & Women's Nightwear."Double good luck, the aisle was vacant. So many times before (19) I'd find the aisle manned, well, rarely manned, primarily woman'ed. They'd take root there and wouldn't budge. I'd push my cart to another section and keep an eye peeled. Sometimes they'd leave and I could move in, blockade the aisle, and sometimes after they left and before I could move in another dowager would drop anchor. Rarely did I find that aisle abandoned.I quickly rolled the cart.