Are you guys going to be all right there?” “We’ll be fine here. Are you going to be all right there?” “Yea, it’s a nice heated one. There ...re other people stuck here too. It won’t be comfortable but we’ll make it.” “All right, thanks for letting us know. We were getting worried. You guys take it easy.” “You too. We’ll be back as soon as the roads clear.” “All right see you then.” “See you then.” I hung up the phone and looked at Alex. “What’s wrong?” She asked as her eyes started to tear up and. "Court ... hmm ... my Courtesan, that's what you are. That's my name for you, Courtesan. I love you. No matter how frustrated or angry I get, I will never hurt you. I won't take my anger out on you. Think what that would make me. I'd just be an abuser. Please help me never become that. But what you are offering me is a treasure beyond anything I could imagine. To offer to hold me when I'm crying? Courtesan, thank you. To listen to me when I need to talk? Courtesan, thank you. To love me when I. And now I’m having a flashback to the cheese fries and Chik Fil A sandwiches and yummy, thick waffle fries - the popular meal choice of my esteemed colleagues and myself!).Every once in a while I took the bus, or rather, several buses, to my job or jobs, at the mall. The bus way also took over 2 hours, for a journey that would take about 10 or 15 minutes in a car.So, I went with friends and chipped in for gas.On a couple of occasions, I called a cab.This time, when I called for a ride, I knew I. I'm so hungry and tired and... oh, please don't fuck me Hanson... please don't."Sam choked on a mouthful of whiskey, but Hanson paid no attention to his friend's mirth. "Don't you be worrying," he told Billie, patting the side of her sweet bottom, "you ain't gonna be fucked 'less you wanta be." Then he framed her face with a hand and made her look up at him again until a smile began to show through the tears. Suddenly Billie's eyes brightened as if she were remembering something. Hanson watched.