in the airport concourse he didnt see one beast go by

beast

his father-in-laws lingo

                         Joe. I’m heading over to the bank shortly, you ought to come with me.

To the bank  Really

Yeah.

       they were sitting in the kitchen after lunch the kids were fed relaxing in the familyroom watching a matinee on the TV Dad rocked in his chairlooked down into it  splitlevel house looked up into livingroom where the women had quietly abscondedwere sipping chilled white wine 

                                                     he whispered You really ought to come, there’s a real beast there, handles my banking . . . needs.

needs

       sounded loaded

Im in

       Ill let the girls were headin outrunnin some errands Ill see if they need anything tell em well be back in a heartbeattwo shakes of a lambs tail

Vivienne derived from French Viviana  lively

                                                Beast had him by a couplethree years if she were undressedplucked from her businesswomans getup shed vie head an shoulders with any pin-up any calendar girl her clothing hid nothing accentuated everything

surreptitiously winking at him Dad thumbed himself in the chest My banker.

concourse courses had fallen off enormously compared to when he was youngerflew a lot

even the flight attendants 

                           they were called stewardess then he actually vied to make the grade applied  lost out in the final TWA interview  would have been one of the first stewards

                    

then  he used to Tomcattish MEOW at the beast to himself

as he MEOWed at his wife outloud when they dated

                                                         and as Fate would have it cruelly twisted the knife in his back

his wife became a flight attendant

then 

      there were those attendant perks

Once Upon a Time . . .

                       his wife on a trip called himtold him to pack for three days a swimsuit shed meet him at Minneapolis/St. Paul (MSP) International

she flew him three legs First Class as she also worked it their destination he learned was Honolulu (HNL)  a 36hr layover

         hed never been to Hawaii

after breakfast the next morning she told him they were meeting the crew on the beach  four other flight attendants

the women made it down ahead of them had their towels  

making the beach OH MY GAWD to himself

                                                his wife kissed him on the cheek You MEOWing Tommy? You better because I am. I can’t say I have ever flown with a more dropdead gorgeous crew in my life . . . I thought you could appreciate them with me

                            five bikinied beasts on a beach 

they had too much fun they teased him he was their cabana boy he countered Call me your slave he ran for drinks ran for food  each and every one of them he slathered with lotion thoroughly then twice then thrice   there was the ocean the waves  bodysurfing

he was as happy as a big ol’ pig in shit

beast

   

1405 DFWtime (Dallas/Fort Worth),  day-between-2-Ts,  13  9. 23

1224,  Reggaefriday the 13th,  10. 23