“I think they launder money for some mob,” Al said. “The artists in the gallery pay to have their work on display. Caldwell calls it paying for ...helf space. He doesn’t buy any of the art in the gallery. It’s all on consignment, so he doesn’t have anything invested in the stock. Your stuff is here on consignment. And your agent paid to rent Gallery C for fifteen days. After that, most of it will go into storage and a couple prints will hang in one of the other galleries. You’ll still get charged. From the squadron quartermasters and filling out paperwork the scourge of Strategic Air Command. Sarah had only been gone about a week when I turned up for the usual Bingo Night at the Base NCO Club. I met friends Annie and Mark Clayton, Staff Sergeants who worked as nurses at the base hospital who we usually sat with to play bingo. Annie was a classic blonde beauty fairly tall with movie star looks with almost too big titiied and shapely body, curves where they should be and deep green eyes. I threw the bottle over the balcony and pulled Ruchika around until she was standing between my legs as I sat on the low wall. I pulled her closer to me and slowly started kissing her. All that was going on in my mind was that I was not going to mess this up by rushing it. All the guys in school had said that the one sure way to chase a girl away was by being too quick. As I kissed her she slipped her tongue between my lips. This was a new sensation for me. It felt a little funny at first but I. Still, when I came across a bad run I always wondered how she had could have been so careless with her pantyhose. I have always wished I had discovered that basket of pantyhose sooner. Once I overheard Nana ask my Mom how long her pantyhose lasted. Mom said she usually got five wearings and sometimes more from a pair. Nana replied that she often got just one wearing from a pair. Mom was a little surprised by that and said “really, that’s all?” Nana told her she had bad fingernails and even.