. wasn't it?"Good? I paused for a time. "Yes, yes, George, my old friend,... it was... good." Only good?" he said, the swagger coming back to his voic...e."Don't push me." I joined his laughter."Just wanted to make sure you were good. Got to get on my plane now. It was... wonderful, Jackie, wonderful. I hope, when I come back... ?" the question hung in the air."Have a good flight, George, " I said. "We'll talk. OK?" OK, Jackie, OK. You're special!"As I hung up I wondered about that. But it was. Smile, smile, smile... and bend sufficiently for heavily-perfumed breasts to almost tumble out of the uniforms. Tease the clientele and, hopefully, earn enough tips to make the assaults on buttocks worthwhile. Well, almost. But that was then, back in the glory days of Jerome’s. Now the cabaret room stood empty, unused. Only the two lower floors, which housed a small restaurant, two bars and gaming tables, remained open. Except, that is, for occasions when the top floor was hired out. Like. Her head now rested on my shoulder and I started rubbing her shoulder. Now again our eyes met and she placed her hand on my thigh. I started caressing her shoulder. I could feel our heart beats getting faster and I placed a kiss on her forehead. She now hugged me and we started kissing. One eye on the road and my lips were exploring her lips. I started pressing hers boobs from over her top and she was kissing my neck and ears. After half an hour we reached home, we got down from the car and. " What? Now?" Yes, now. Please Julie I wouldn't be asking unless I really needed help." Okay. I'm on my way, meet me at the gate so I can get in."--------------------------------------------------------------------------------Three hours later and a fairly shellshocked Julie pulled into Anne's garage. She had half convinced herself that this was some elaborate joke and her friends would surprise her inside. Anne had shown her the notes she had made and then told her that Jim had fallen on the.