I live in a tourist town. Foreign visitors are the norm during the summer.

I'm wearing my new 16 oz strome Scott kilt, kilt hose, flashes, and jacobite shirt. Stopped at the supermarket ATM on the way home from taking some pics of the new kilt.

As I walk up to the ATM there's a couple in their 40s at the end of the line and the guy is staring at me. He's a tall one.

His lady is a knockout. Very attactive. Very shapely. and God or her surgeon were very generous. She's oozing sensuality and wearing a top with serious decollete' - think Jane Mansfield if you're my age, Pamela Anderson if you're younger.

I know he's gonna say something, and he does.

His English is very good, his accent is very German. He asks, "Is it true?"

I smiled and responded, "Its ALWAYS true."

He responds, "You'll have to prove it."

I counter, "I'd be arrested."

She of the double gifts speaks, "But I'd have fun."

I looked her in the eyes and said, "Guaranteed, you'd have fun."

She smiled then it was their turn to use the ATM.

When they finished I got a polite good bye.

Thank you God for this brief encounter with one of your most lovely creations.

Were I bifurcated don't think they'd have spoken.

Ron