I would linger and stall, drop change (often she would bend over and pick it up for me – Heaven!). Black porn “And besides”, she said still grinning, while she stated the obvious, “You wouldn’t like them; not after you’ve already had the best panties in the city.”
I floated home and stashed Elaine’s panties under my pillow. Update (Dec2020): I was talking with my sister yesterday and she casually mentioned that she had found Elaine’s son on Facebook and he told her that Elaine died last year. I was a paper boy and had a delivery route of about 50 households in my hometown of Kittery, Maine. I would just do anything to prolong the visual and olfactory feast (she smelled unbelievably good to me). “You’ll never tell anyone about this will you?”
I couldn’t believe my ears! She swore like a sailor and told dirty sexy jokes – even to me.
