It takes longer than two days to get the bike ready for travel and Alice's business to be sold. She does well in the sale. Her books are in excellent shape and show a business value higher than she thought. In addition, her building is also worth quite a bit more than expected. Her sale price was more than a million and three quarters, a good bit more than a million and three quarters. Her accountant assures her that she will clear a million and a half after taxes.
We spend the week getting Alice outfitted in biker clothes and other paraphernalia. We get her leathers, a good helmet, gloves boots, traveling clothes, and a sleeping bag. I outfit the bike with a trailer hitch and a motorcycle camper trailer. It takes a little time to get used to the extra weight and length, but we have plenty of storage for both our gear.
While waiting for her legal matters to be settled and for the trailer to be delivered, we spend a lot of time together. She shows me how she runs her business, walking the beach in her bikini taking pictures of people in the morning and printing the pictures in the afternoon. The pictures are taken on spec. People are encouraged to come by the shop and see the pictures as they come off the beach. She sells twenty or thirty sets per day on a slow day.
We are working the beach one day when she stops at the beach's edge. She looks up at me and says, "If you could have any woman on this beach, which would you pick? I mean other than me."
I look up and down the beach and find a tall brunette. She fills out an orange bikini, is nicely tanned, and has Cracker Jack good legs. She looks a little like Shania Twain, only taller.
"Her, the one standing over there with the orange bikini."
Oh, she's a pretty one. I'll get her for you."
She is about to walk away when I grab her arm and stop her. "Wait, what are you saying?"
She looks me in the eyes, smiles a wicked smile, and says, "Well, you want her and I'm going to get her for you. We'll be three for Dinner."
I watch Alice work the beach. She has a knack for talking to people and getting them to let her take their picture. I stand on the sidewalk and watch her. She does individual and group portraits. She even poses for pictures by folks on the beach. She wears a red bikini and elicits a favorable response wherever she walks.
She approaches the tall brunette, takes her picture, and talks to her for a bit. She points over to me and waves. The brunette smiles as she looks over at me. I smile back. Alice walks up the beach for a bit further then comes back to me.
"She'll meet us at the shop about 5. Her name is Nancy. She's from Charlotte. She likes Mexican food. She's not married. She's bi and she's even cuter up close. Now come on, I've got some pictures to print up."
We go back to her shop and download all her pictures. She feeds photo paper into the printer to start printing and we get lunch. Barry, her store manager holds down the fort while we eat. When we get back, the pictures are done and Barry is posting them on the boards around the shop and in the windows.
"Now all we do is wait for the customers to come in." She says.
About 3:00 PM the customers start to filter in. As we get closer to 5 they are coming in packs. Alice has already sold 65 sets, numerous singles, and several multiples. It is a good day considering she only hit a fraction of the beach.
Shortly after 5, Nancy walks in. She wears a white net beach cover-up and sandals. She is taller than I thought. She is just a bit shorter than me. She has nice sized breasts and a long torso, making her look even taller. Her legs are tan, long, slender, and muscular. Alice is helping a customer so she comes over to me.
"Hi, I'm Nancy. Where are we going for dinner?"
Hi Nancy, I'm TC. Alice hasn't told me yet other than we are having Mexican."
"Do you know where my pictures are?"
I'd seen them on the north wall and direct her over to them. She looks good in the photos. The swimsuit sets off her obvious attributes. While she studies the pictures I study her. She does look cuter up close. She has sharp, chiseled features, high cheekbones, and a nose so straight you could use it for layout lines. Her eyes are green and piercing. Her smile is blinding. She is stunningly attractive.
"Which of these do you think is the best? I like this one, but I think this other one makes my boobs look better."
To my credit, I don't sputter.
"I like them both. This one does accentuate your chest, but this one makes your legs look longer. I think you should get both."
"I only have so much money on me. How much do they run?"
I really didn't know. I get Alice's attention and she comes over.
"Alice, Nancy wants to know how much the pictures are."
Alice tells her that she'll make her a special deal. She'd print up a set of all the pictures she'd taken for the price of one.
Nancy smiles and says, "I couldn't do that. I insist that you let me pay full price. This is your livelihood."
Alice smiles and replies, "Not after Friday it isn't. I'm selling the business. I can afford to be generous."
Nancy smiles brightly, "Well then, I'd be glad to take advantage of your generosity."
She smiles and says, "Where and when do we eat? Do I have time to change? It will only take me a short time. I'm staying at a hotel just up the street."
Alice takes the proofs from her and tells her to take her time. She won't close the shop until 6:00. She tells her to come back then and we will go out for dinner. She will have her pictures done by that time and can hand them over."
She gives Alice a peck on the cheek and tells us she'd be back then.
We both watch as she walks out of the shop. Her ass swings nicely as she walks. She looks over her shoulder as she leaves and smiles a knowing smile.
I help Alice fill her orders. I load paper and keep the printer going. In a very short time it is 6:00 and time to close the shop. Barry will stay to package all the prints and prepare them for mailing. Alice tells him to let Nancy in when she shows.