"Yes, you do. They aren't even crossed." If you begged, you could get me to dance with you."Traci smiled. "I'm a Mistress. We don't beg." A Mistress? ...'ve never met one of you. Do you beat your girlfriends?" No, but you could clean my house." Nope. I already do that for a living." Wow. That's hot," Traci said. "Maybe I will beg you to dance." I'll probably say okay." Wait. There is something on your face." Really," Kalishia said, wiping it."Yeah. In about three hours, it's going to be me."* *. " Good idea." We all went back to the hotel and showered. I put on a new pearl necklace Mom had gotten me and my nicest earrings. We took a tram to the restaurant, which was on top of a hill. We were seated next to the window, and watched the sun go down as we ate.I tried ouzo for the first time, which is a Greek wine. It's really good, but really strong. I went to sleep almost as soon as we got back to the hotel.I spent the next day on the beach again and met Alex at a restaurant right on the. “You know what she means to me Jimmy. It would break us, me, her, whatever ... for fucks sake.”“It would have broken her way back if she knew about you,” chortled Jimmy, taking a cigar from the theatre manager’s box. As the phone trilled, noticing how Simon had carefully switched it to record messages but had forgotten to lock the door, he lit the Churchill style monster slowly, carefully and enjoyably, savouring the expensive flavour. Smoke curled lazily upwards in Simon’s untidy domain. Jimmy. I put my wash into the hamper and sprawled out on the bed. I noticed my father left me a note near my bed. I wondered what it said.It was a nice note, but said he’d be out of the country for a few weeks. He wanted me to keep an eye on his new wife. Told me to take her out on the town. It even said, I could fuck her if I wanted. Dad didn’t mind sharing. He was like that. He liked for me to experience his hot women. He treated his wives like objects. Shiny beautiful pieces of art. Dad liked his.