Old Tone has Still Got it

Some jazz groupies just never go away, even when we wish they would.  We were blissfully unaware that poor Zena (not her real name) has been hanging around pining for Tony since the Stanley Bridge gig so long ago.  She's been in touch again, to remind Tony of her undying love, or lust, or whatever it is:

Hey Man!

What a blast from the past I mean the Tin Fishes.  I remember that night well.  I wrote this 'E'  below about a hundred years ago, why didn't your arrange a meet? Shit you must be very old now, but the offer's still there, dude, there's many a hot tune played on an old horn. Is your old lady still around?

Here's what I said before:

'I have just looked at your story on Tin Fish on your real cool webby. I was lucky enough to see the band recently at the Stanley Bridge hotel, as I had nothing to do and that. I thought that the sax player was dishy and extremely cool for his age. I have always been attracted to older men, well let's be frank old men, and his belly really turns me on its real cool. The sound of the sax really turns me gooey and Tone's ethereal chords really set my hormones racing. Is there any way that I could meet Tone and talk about the raptures of love and romance and that, and does he like the weed. Is he married, not that that matters. Hey man we live in a free world and I can be accommodating with his old lady. Please put me out of my misery by arranging a meet quickly.'

With rapid heart beats

Zena (I had to change my name with the Feds sniffing around and that)

Well who can blame her?  Tony is still so ultracool!