She looks over her shoulder. “But you are right, there’s a catch. She turns around and says breathlessly, “You’re very good at that.”
Unfortunately, the music stops and she has to leave the stage. She stops short and I’m able to judge just how tall she is. I’m still trying to figure out how I’m going to tell my kids… No senior citizen discount today. “Oh yeah,” I finally blurt out. “Sorry,” she says, her lips curling into a sly smile. I watch her go, feeling a mixture of desire and regret. “So, let’s get down to business,” she says, her voice husky and confident. She takes a step closer to me, her eyes locked on mine with an unnerving intensity. “For leaving you.” She pauses, her gaze locked on mine, and she turns around showing me her ample backside. I look around to see if anyone is coming over in my direction as my hands are still cupping her breasts. I think back to the doctor’s office, the sterile smell and the antiseptic tone of the doctor’s
