Before i met my wife Joyce I dated a young girl named Julie. Julie was very attractive being 5foot 2 inches tall weighing in at 125 pounds with strawberry blond hair. She was well endowed and won the best body on the beach two years running.

Getting ready for her threepeat we went shopping for a new bathing suit. At the mall she went to a few stores and finally found the right one at the Woodward & Lothrups store. Being the seventies the only sold suits in one size and she didn’t want to buy two suits to get the size 4 bottom with the size 11 top. She slyly switched the sizes and rehung them on the rack.

Then she sent me in to buy the altered suit with the size 4 and size 11 combo suit. She said it would be easy to find and I couldn’t miss it. She also told me that I might have to schmooze the young salesclerk so she wouldn’t notice the different sizes. She said to meet her in the bar when I had gotten the said suit.

Off I went to the womens department and the bathing suit section to find my prize. And it was easy to find. It stuck out like a sore thumb. Casually looking around so not to draw attention to myself I finally took the suit up to the counter to pay and made some friendly small talk with the salesgirl to distract her. She was so enamored that she never even looked at the sizes and happily rang it up. I quickly paid and thanked her and left as quick as possible.

Back to the bar and my girlfriend. She checked to see if I had gotten the right suit which I had and she was satisfied and happy’ A few more hours of shopping and then back home we went. Back ay our apartment she emptied the suit onto the bed and the receipt fell out with it. She picked up the receipt and on the back in very neat handwriting was Lisa Caldwell 202-354-1478. It must have been Lisa’s phone number and name.

Well needless to say Julie got extremely mad and started yelling at me, something about how did this number get there, and what had I said to said Lisa and so on and on. I calmly waited till she ran out of breath and replied well you told me to be nice to her and schmooze her to make her not look at the mismatched suit and it worked. Then she calmed down and we both had a good laugh, bu, I never saw that receipt ever again..

P.S. What kind of a girl gives a guy buying a bathing suit for another girl her phone number?