My phone rang and I grabbed the portable to quickly answer it. Sharon, a single mother from down the street asked, "Hi, Jim, this is Sharon. Is it oka... if Greg brings something over for Connie?"I spoke softly so it didn't carry out to Connie, "I hope it's what she's waiting for. She's sitting in her rocking chair staring at the door." Oh geez, Jim, I also hope it's what she's waiting for. Greg went nuts looking for just the right thing last night, and got all cleaned up by himself this morning.. "You know Mr. Preston I can take care of that."I sit quietly, not knowing what to say. Leaning forward Alex whispered, "I get off at midnight, if you want, meet me at the pool on the roof." Taking my drink, I gulped it down, as Alex took my glass I see her full, firm bosom. She twirled around, her skirt drifted up showing me her bare arse. Returning with drink in hand she told me that all my drinks are on the house. I tried to convince her that I should pay, she said absolutely not. Then she. “I just need to relax and this is easier than finding a man.” I winked at her. “Besides, there are no risks. No chance of getting pregnant. No one posting your nudes on the internet. You know why I divorced your dad.”She scowled and nodded. She had a step-mom that was barely older than her now. “So, do you want to come back next week?”My daughter smiled. “I think I do. Being blindfolded was wild.”“Sounds like it,” I said, eager for another chance to play with my. "I'm pretty sure thatI'll be able to get the money back from you soon. If I'm wrong, thenyou get a free dress. Come on. Let's go."As they entered, Ms Weldon called out, "Bonjour, Paulette! C'estmoi! Rita!"A beautiful woman, who stood at least five foot ten inches tall,materialized from the racks. Her French accent seemed put on andtheatrical to John. "Bonjour, Madame Rita!" They made a show of air-kissing each other's cheeks. "Oh, is this the little gar?on you toldme about?" She jerked John.