1. Jelly Bean and Her Bail Bondsman Chapter 4


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    again of hats, the haberdashery was closed. Anita saw someone moving around inside and took my hand in a death grip; she wouldn’t let me leave, tapping on the glass and waving to get the attention of the man inside. The proprietor is a distinguished looking older man at about five-foot eight inches tall who moved about like a much younger man. He has a deep Florida tan to contrast his thick full head of white hair. Mr. Miller was dressed in tan chinos, a button down white shirt and was wearing leather sandals. He let us in and relocked the door, saying, “I’ll be with you folks in a moment.” My jelly bean led me right to a mannequin head wearing a hand woven straw Montecristi Panama fedora and insisted that I let her buy one like it for me. “You know I’m not much of a hat person, baby; what about a fitted ball cap?” “Please grumpy bear. You’ll look so handsome in it! Besides, your beat up old cap belongs to our snowman now,” She then put her hands around my neck and kissed my lips, “Please, pretty please, for me?” “The young lady is correct Sir, this style hat will complement you” said the old gentleman holding up a measuring tape as he recognized a sure sale. “If you’ll just let me measure your head, I’ll guarantee satisfaction and a perfect fit. My family has been here for eighty-five years. I can assure you; I know hats.” “You heard what the gentlemen said, Danny; you’ll look handsome.....please?” “Marvin if you please,” he said to me, “so if you’ll just allow me, Sir.” ...
    “What a small world! My Dad’s name is Marvin, Sir,” Anita chimed in delighted at the coincidence as she formally introduced us, “I’m Anita Jones and this is my fiancé Daniel Skinner. We’re engaged and this our first trip to Florida together.” “Marvin Miller,” he said warmly shaking her hand and then mine; Marvin’s handshake is firm and sincere, “My pleasure to meet you both. I have a granddaughter about your age, Anita, she’s also engaged,” and he took a photo out of his wallet to show us the other happy couple. “Mary-Beth is my pride and joy in the remaining time I have left on this earth; isn’t she beautiful?” And of course we agreed. I made an instant judgment about the man and my instincts are generally correct. I like the old gentlemen. Mr. Miller genuinely likes people and takes great pride in his business and a tradition of eighty-five years. We made small talk discussing families; Anita and Marvin doing most of the talking. Mr. Miller was in no real hurry to make a sale and after a half hour or so, “All fiddle-fuddle or malarkey aside to make a sale; I’m telling you the truth. This fedora or any fedora will look good on you.” “Who am I to argue with tradition, Mr. Miller,” I agreed respectfully, “I bow to your expertise.” They were more than right. Plus to top it off, please excuse the pun, Anita was pleased to no end to purchase it for me; why not a straw fedora in the summer instead of a ball cap............. We were up bright and early the next day for the 90 minute ...
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