Over the years I have gotten lazy and usually wear jeans and mens shirts all the time. I don't remember the last time I did my hair, put on make-up or...tried to look pretty.A couple of weeks ago I was finishing a pole job late in the evening. I was almost 75 miles out of town in the country. By the time I got my gear packed away and headed home it was dark and past 09:00 p.m. On the way back I was driving fast to get home and next thing I knew a police cruiser was behind me with its lights and. Then I tried a costume shop, only to find out that with such an outfitrequired either a large cash deposit, or more often, a credit cardnumber as a damage deposit. both of which I didn't have.I downgraded my dreams, and looked at regular women's departments, andthen started looking at thrift shops and consignment stores.Finally, I found a skirt and blouse I could squeeze into, and I preparedfor my trip.I didn't bother with a note, I was going to let my outfit do all thetalking, as I didn't. Now I wasn't all that hot to defend Stacy's behavior so much, that's for sure. I was flattered that Gloria thought so highly of me. I decided to not to ask for more details about the legions of AGC women who might be interested in me. That seemed to be something that Gloria regretted telling me.When I thanked her for her good opinion of me, Gloria blushed.From our friendlier relationship and the conversations that came out of it, I'd learned that she was 30 and had never been married. Since. I like necks, he answered between kissing, showing her just how much his words were true. Is that all? She asked laughing. Well that and legs. I am a sucker for a great set of legs. I always look at the neck and then the legs first on a girl. Is that bad of me? Laughing again, she said, No, just very male. Then she added, Do I pass your inspection? Perfectly, he replied as he buried his face in her neck again. As he was kissing her, he began to remove the rest of the clothing. The top hooked.