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It was early fall and I was coming home from my job as a slaesman in a high end men's shop in Manhattan, so I was dressed to the nines, as they say. I am a nice looking Italian guy, 6ft tall and built like a football player...lots of muscle, no fat, and while I look very GQ in a suit, I have lots of tattoos and big arms that make me look quite different in street clothes. I had taken off my suitcoat and rolled up my sleeves, and I saw her coyly glancing at me on the bus. Finally, she said shyly..."I like your tattoos"
I walked over and struck up a conversation and was able to get her phone number. Ileen...just saying her name still gives me a hardon years after the experience. I called her a few hours later and she was willing to come to my place...first base taken care of
To really appreciate this story, you have to understand what Ileen looked like, and how she presented herself. She had short, dirty blond hair, a pretty face, above average