“Do what you need to,” I said.“Two more things...” Frank began.“Yes?” I asked.“When were you going to tell me about you hooking up with ...he Cuban dancer?”I turned to Paul with a confused look on my face.“The picture,” he reminded me.The club owner had shot a promotional photo of the two of us.“I didn’t hook up with her. I just danced with her and she asked me to get her a job,” I said.“Doing what?” Frank asked.“I put her in touch with Adrienne about modeling. I sent Adrienne pictures of Bianca. I am not going into details about him because that is behind me now.I decided to get on a dating website, the first one was a joke...I finally found one that you might as well say it was the right one! I met this man that has rocked my world for 2 years. This is my story:I was sitting on my computer one day looking at my messages on the dating website, when one in particular caught my eye. There was no picture so I sent him a message back and told him that I would not respond any more without a. Could you see what happened then?’R: ‘Yeah. One of the men dragged her out from behind the counter. She was not awake ... sleeping like, but she wasn’t asleep ... I could tell. The man hit her on the side of her head. Then another man ripped off all her clothes, and the third man grabbed a silver thing from one of the shelves and tied her up with it.‘ [He sent images of a man stripping duct tape from a roll and then wrapping it around her face and then her hands.]‘Then, when she had no clothes. Did you feel that Ken?" God yes, what are you raising in there, the first ever female NFL kicker?" I think so." She laughed at my lame attempt at humor. "Look Ken, my back and shoulders are just killing me and I was wondering if you would rub them for me, please!" No. I mean yes. I'd be happy to." Oh honey that's great, I really appreciate it. Look Ken, I'll just slip off my smock, that won't embarrass you will it? I mean it will kind of be like me being in my swim suit top anyway." No, it's.