Bradford and one or both of these other men would join in. I had a date planned with Mr. Bradford, and I really enjoyed his company. I figured after t...night I would call it quits on being a slut and just chill for a while. But that night everything changed for me."Just you and me tonight?" I asked, walking into his office at about 7:30 pm. I was wearing a skin-tight skirt and a silk halter top with a plunging neckline. No bra. No thong."The night is young," Mr. Bradford said with a grin. "And I. But, I guess I feel like this story has to be told, and I’m the only one that can tell it, so here it goes. Christina was maybe a half-inch over five feet tall. Well, she probably still is. I always admired her for her, well, unique outlook on life. She had worked all her adolescent life to get her Medical Degree. I don’t remember the school, but I’ll bet it’s pretty prestigious, given the way she tells everyone that gives her a second glance about it. I guess I never cared enough to listen. As. I splashed water at her. One thing led to another and suddenly Ulrika lost her balance and fell into the water. I tried to grab her, but I couldn't hold her. The result was predictable: me on top of Ulrika in the pool.Her head was pushed under and she came up, huffing and puffing. She didn't waste time to get her breath back. As soon as she was out from under me, she threw herself at me and pushed me under.She was giggling excitedly, when I resurfaced, her eyes full of anticipation. I waded. It’s not the best voice I’ve heard today. In fact, if you had lived 2,000 years ago and sung like that, I think they would have stoned you. But it’s not all about the voice and…hmm…this is a hard one.”“We can all see that,” said the grey-haired judge.The audience started chanting again.“Alden!”“Alden!”“Alden!”“Alden!” The judge with the nice hair and teeth raised his hand.“Ok, if we changed our minds and put you through, is there something else you could do in the next round?”“Oh yes. I’ve got.