And then the fun began.
What she discovered was that a slow moving woman drew attention, especially a six footer in six inch heels, dressed as she was. The combination of the exaggerated swing of her hips and the skirt tightening back and forth from one thigh to the other as she walked blended into a slow undulating movement that should have been comical, but wasn’t. Instead, it stopped men in their tracks.
The parking lot security officer in his golf cart tipped his hat. A handsome, silver haired man in an expensive suit held the door for her. A neatly dressed guy with a big stomach, sunglasses and a beard stopped and stood aside to let her pass, gaping as she sashayed by. And they all smiled. Sarah nodded and bestowed a queenly smile of acknowledgement on each of them, but couldn’t qui
