When I was young and my hormones were out of control, I had a crush on a woman who lived across the street from my parent’s house. Her name was Sally, she was above average in the looks department but was a real bitch when it came to personality. Everything she did was very neat and tidy, and she was very strict with her children on keeping the house clean and neat. But what I found attractive about her was her long brown hair and feminine way of dress. She always wore a dress or skirt
