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Exactly! I miss those days, not only the women whom I worked with but also guests who I encountered along the way. Another one comes to mind, a young woman, her parents were repeat customers at the restaurant where I worked and she was visiting from college. Back story, her mom was Japanese, dad American.
LOL, she more the Jennifer Aniston type. I still vividly remember the next morning, I wake up and she's walking around her apartment, still nude, cleaning the place. Then, she proceeds to cook breakfast, still nude, and we both have a nude breakfast.....LOL. Seeing her the next afternoon at work, in clothing was strange to say the least. I need to write a book about my exploits during those years!!!
