Jim had thought that if he were thirty or so years older, hed probably
want to date Mrs. Burke too. Aside from her personality, which was reason
enough in his mind, Christine Burke definitely wasnt what you thought of
when you tried to picture a woman in her early fifties.
It wasnt so much her looks, although she did look younger, the result of
paying attention to both diet and exercise all her life. It was a matter
of attitude. Someone once told him that age was just a state of mind.
That a person could be pretty much the same person at 50 as they were at
20.
Originally, he found it hard to believe, simply because he couldnt image
his own parents as teenagers. That had changed when he got to spend time
with the Burkes.
It wasnt hard to imagine the Burkes as teenagers, because there were
times when they acted like they still were. They had a zest for life that
getting older hadnt diminished. Jim smiled as he remembered the All Scout
Camping Trip they had gone on his Junior year of high school. An overnight
trip, the Cubs had come along, and with them Mrs. Burke. Jim had gotten
up to make a bathroom run during the night and had almost run into the
Burkes in the woods. He didnt get close enough to actually see anything,
but from what he heard it wasnt hard to tell what they were doing. He
couldnt imagine his parents doing anything like that, even though they were
almost ten years younger.
Over an hour passed as Jim worked up a good sweat going through piles of
Mr. Burkes stuff, despite the air conditioning in the den. It wasnt so
much the camping equipment that took a lot of time, but a lot of records
and troop plans that filled several boxes. Then of course they were mixed
in with a lot of other folders, magazines and such that had to be sorted.
It looked like the man saved everything he ever read or wrote over forty
years. As much as many of the Scouts liked to think otherwise, Ron Burke
was far from perfect. His haphazard filing system was just one example.
Hes got Time and Life magazines here from the 1950s. Jim said to himself
as he pulled open the lid from another storage box. Id better be careful
with these, Ive heard some of these books are worth a lot of money to
collectors.
Carefully putting those magazines aside, Jims eyes lit up when he saw
the pile below them.
All right, Playboys! he said out loud.
Actually, it was a few issues of Playboy and a couple of mens magazines
he had never heard of. Still naked girls were naked girls.
I think its time for a break. he laughed as he sat down at the desk and
opened the first magazine to the centerfold. Lets see what they have to
say about Miss June of 1960.
Miss June had a 36-20-36 figure, Jim read as he opened to the
centerfold. 5 foot 2 and 108 lbs shed been born on October 17, 1937. Her
ambition was to do a Broadway show. Turn ons were the color black and
strawberries. Turnoffs included hypocrites and snobs. Hobbies were
swimming, sketching and dancing.
"Now why can't I meet a girl like that?" Jim laughed aloud as he spread
the 22-year-old's centerfold to its full length.
Looking again at the data sheet, Jim realized that Miss June had been
born six years before his mother. That put a little damper on the fantasy
that had popped into his mind.
Jim closed that issue of Playboy and picked up another. This one was an
even earlier edition from 1955. The centerfold in that one was a really
cute redhead with short hair. Her pictorial was shot in what was at the
time a very modern bath. It was a perfectly natural setting for a woman to
be nude, yet he found it to be very erotic. Much more so than the spread
pussy shots hed sometimes seen in current magazines. A third publication,
one which hed never heard of before, held similar photos. Pretty women
nude or semi-nude in natural soundings. That and another issue of the same
book dated from the early 1960s..