Pushing the Envelope part8
by Solo Teens Blog
We sat silently, and I compared her with the lithe teenager I’d
known twenty years earlier. A little thicker and graying, yes. Still
pretty damned attractive. She’d changed her hair to a walnut brown; I
rememembered it as chestnut. She wore it short; that looked nicer on
her than the standard-issue Farrah-Fawcett-do of the mid-seventies.
“Do you still talk to them? I mean, how are Meyer and the
Swordfish and Betty, and all of them?”
I shrugged and smiled. “Older. Meyer’s still Meyer. Betty got
everything lifted and went to Cancun to live the professional Club Med
life. The Swordfish finally got married, six–no, seven years ago.”
She laughed. “The Swordfish? My God, I thought he’d never get
…End of the part8. To be continued..