He would have liked them if they had not been customers.The Brunette owned a little boutique specializing in unusual Native American and Meso-American... crafts and jewelry. Whenever she made a special purchase or had a sale she came in to have announcements printed to send to her customers. She knew exactly what she wanted and brought the necessary artwork, correctly prepared for reproduction, but she was also flexible enough to ask for his suggestions, many of which she accepted. Once or twice. “It’s your turn on the table now Jenny.” I said.“What, no, I couldn’t do that.”“Why not?” Eva asked.“I just couldn’t.”“Why not Jenny? I’m up here and I’m not as clever as you are.”“You may not have the academic qualifications Eva,” Jenny said, “but you make up for that in other areas.”“I don’t understand.” Eva replied.“Beauty and an apparent lack of modesty, embarrassment and a general love of your body Eva. “I don’t have those qualities.”“But you could have Jenny.” I said. “Come on, help me. ’ ‘That requires explanation.’ Peter took his place and get down a double shot glass. ‘I want to explain. Thus the whiskey.’ ‘Good. It’s a code to never serve before 4 PM the good stuff without some exchange of story. Could get my secret bartender’s privileges revoked if you don’t.’ Bending down toretrieve the strictly medicinally aged whiskey, he thought twice and grabbed another glass. ‘So start spilling and we start swilling.’ ‘Drink first.’ ‘Ah-ah.’ He poured out the amber liquid but kept. She stared at him defiantly,"I will not I am a British Officer and should be treated in accordance with the... " SHUT UP YOU WHITE SHIT!!" he screamed at her.She swallowed the rest of her words and looked fearfully at him."GET THEM OFF OR I CUT THEM OFF!! Understand"She began to pull her t shirt out of her combat trousers... I was almost deafened by the troopers uproar, they watched as she struggled the shirt over her head, revealing her straining white cotton bra which cupped both heavy jugs.