She was looking forward to what he had planned for that evening."Can I help you?"Jen turned and smiled. "Yes, I'd like to try these on." Sure," the yo...ng man said, taking the heels from Jen. "Let me measure you."Jen sat in the chair. She was dressed in a dark skirt and matching jacket. Under the jacket she wore a silk blouse. She looked like a business woman who was shopping for new shoes after work. The store was empty except for Jen and the salesman.Jen slipped off her heels and placed her. Deal!" "Whoa there, hold on a sec. I wasn't finished. What I'm proposing isthat you become my," I pause for some dramatic effect, "slave. Sex slave." She looks at me as if I'm joking. But she sees my serious-face, and shesays,"Sex slave? OK. Deal." "Think about this carefully. Once we make this deal it doesn't enduntil your mom comes back in three weeks. What this means is that youbelong to me. I get to do what I want, when I want, however way I want." "I know. I'm saying it's. ”“Really?”“Pricks like that get into people’s heads, how did you feel about my criticism of your ex?”Laura’s head drooped, “I hated you for it. You just couldn’t see what I saw.”I lifted her chin and looking her in the eye said, “I never hated you and I wouldn’t hate a friend in the same position. I hated that you couldn’t see what I saw. I pushed further with you than I would with a friend because of our bond. It would either be no longer talk or destroy the friendship and that would be a win. I lost count of the number of cousins and other relatives who were there. Luckily, it was a nice night, not too cold, and we could use the patio area for some cool fresh air. The living room was like a sauna with all the people. But everyone was having a good time and that made the crowding tolerable.“Thank you for inviting me, Señor and Señora Alvarez. I had a very good time.”“You are most welcome, Nick,” Alonzo Alvarez said with a genuine smile and a firm handshake. Apparently I’d passed.