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peared to be. The excursion lasted about 31⁄2 hours and then because Denise was feeling tired and my feet were about ready to kill me from the high heels, I suggested to call it quits and go home. To my dismay (primarily my feet's) Denise decided that we should pay a visit to the beauty shop before we started home!

The shop was only a short distance from where we were so we walked over in just a few minutes. The shop was open but apparently business was slow so we just walked on into the shop. As we approached the re- ceptionists desk a man came out from behind a screen and greeted Denise with a rather disgruntled nod and then asked rather bluntly when she was going to come back to work and carry her share of the load. Denise quickly countered by introducing me and informing her so-called partner that I would be temporarily taking her place for the next one or two months or longer if necessary. This other person took this last news with a bit of a start and an obvious dislike. I was looking closely at the person I would be dealing with the next few weeks. He was not bad- looking, about 6'2" tall and rather well muscled with no excess fat. I also noticed that he was eyeing me rather critically from top to bottom. His pleasant greeting to me gave me the impression that I had passed his inspection with no problems at all. A conversation on the financial situation of the beauty shop ensued and I learned that Denise was very close to losing her share of the shop. Many additional expenses had been incurred because of the absence of Denise and all of the expense had been charged to her. Because she was not producing, the added expense had to be picked up by her partner. His name I learned was Jack Man- sard. It seems that Jack had a girlfriend who worked in the shop. Her name was Marie and was the one whom I had previously taken to be Denise's partner. Marie was not present at the time of our visit and it was just as well because Denise and Jack became rather short tempered over the money problem and a minor argument began which was ended when I feigned a headache and asked Denise to accompany me home. It was finally agreed that I would start work in 3-4 days and thanks to some fancy talk by Denise it was Jack who suggested that I go to work on the receptionist desk. To be truthful I was glad of this because I had grave doubts that I could set a good hairdo without causing problems.

The trip home was a rather uneventful one and it seemed to drag for me because by this time my feet were hurting so bad I was having a hard time concealing my "agony." When at long last we arrived home I flopped down on the couch kicked off my heels and began to massage my nylon clad feet. Denise sort of sympathized with me when she said, "I

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