I once worked for Lawrence and Hansen in Dorcas Street South Melbourne. Jenny and I used to meet in the city every Friday night but one week she said she would like to meet me where I worked. We always had trouble organizing the right time to meet. She lived in Frankston and would take the train in. She could not predict exactly what time she could meet me at Flinders Street. This was before mobile phones. Even before personal phones. It wasn’t easy to contact each other. Jenny decided that she would walk to my work. And wait for me outside until I finished work. We could then walk into the city together. Dorcas Street runs at right angles off St Kilda Road. It’s a long street and runs down through South Melbourne to the sea. It is crossed several times by important roads. There is a direct road from the city to South Melbourne that cris-crosses other roads and is the quickest route but Jenny had consulted the map and had it set in her mind how to get to Lawrence and Hansen. She would walk along St Kilda Road until she came to Dorcas Street and then she would walk down Dorcas Street. I didn’t know what time she would arrive so I went out at 5.10 to see if she was already there. She wasn’t but I could see her in the distance way up the end of Dorcas Street. I could tell it was her even from this distance by the way she walked. She has a special gait. I went out again at 5.20 and she was closer but as there were a number of roads crossing Dorcas Street she had taken longer than I anticipated. She still had a number of busy roads to cross. I could tell what she was wearing and she was carrying her bag. It was pleasurable to stand and watch her happy contented walk. Because her eyes were not that good I knew she could not see me. But I could see her. Her walk summed her up. Patient yet determined. Generous and kind. Happy to do things. Slow yet steady. Loving and happy. Keen to please. Happy to please. I went out again at 5.30 and she was there waiting. I embraced her and kissed her. Some people in the office saw this happen. I had to let her wait for a little longer while I went back inside to clear up my desk. I came out the door and we walked off arm in arm. It was a wonderful enjoyable experience. To walk off arm in arm with a beautiful woman is something to be had. She had done her hair in a different way than usual. She had a number of pins holding it over her ears. It was a little like Princess Leia but this was long before Star Wars. I found it very attractive. Anyone who knows Jenny knows that she has extremely strong hair and would have gone to some trouble to do her hair like this in order to look nice. I knew she did it for me. I knew already we could be together. I felt already in a way we would always be together. We talked as we walked. We were happy in each others company. I was completely happy to be in her company. I'm sure my body language said so. On Monday some of the girls in the Office asked me who the young girl was. It was obvious from looking at us that I was much older than Jenny. They didnt exactly ask what school she went to but the questions verged on this. I felt my image had been raised somewhat. Of course I glorified in the situation and exaggerated wildly. I was doing something worth while. Great even. x
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