Finally, though, there was no more avoiding it. She had to get this over with and see where she stood and what could be done to prevent them from beco...ing homeless.After checking in with the receptionist and signing the visitor sign-in sheet, Amy was led to a side conference room. The room had a long table, nearly six feet long and three feet wide, with three chairs along one side and two on the other. She was told to take a seat in one of the two chairs on her side of the table. She couldn't. The first signal to her thatI'd be in the room, and only one of two.I spent most of the fifteen minutes of time waiting in the kitchenettearea, slowly drinking a beer and keeping myself focused. I had a book,but my mind was far too entrenched in another place to focus on wordson a page. Instead...I took care of myself once, quickly, so that theadrenaline and the heat of the moment wouldn't overtake me. I wantedthis to last...a while. And, from what we'd been discussing...so didshe.And time. "Her eyes snapped open at my comment and she stared up at me."Poor old Toby there, doesn't know what a slut he's marrying," I said."Please," she whispered, "please you mustn't tell him about this." Of course I must, my little slut," I smiled down at her, "wouldn't be right to hide it from him." Please no," she said her eyes wide with fear, her hand reached up and she grabbed my arm."Well I'm sure we can come to some arrangement," I chuckled, "ring me tomorrow."She just nodded, I got up and left. I'm more a 'For Hire' kind of guy" Ooh, Mysterious," She commented. "Mystery is always good. I think people should have some mystery in their lives, it keeps things interesting." Yeah," Dan affirmed. "It definitely does." So," She paused, "how wild a time are you looking for?" As wild as I can get it, of course." He replied becoming interested in the conversation. "There's no such thing as a bad experience. Just some are better than others. You don't have to be wild to be good and some times.