"No, I need you so, my Master," she whispered, and started to get out of the bed."What do you have on your hand?" I asked."Oil! I got it from the kitc...en here. The bottle is still here. It will make things easier," she told me, but she was frantic in her need. I looked at the small bottle that she held out and after sniffing it and pouring some in the palm of my hand, I recognized it as olive oil."Please, don't make me wait much longer!' she begged with a sob, as she wiggled her sweet young. After all, that's why she had chosen the grey Buick; any help to tone down her splendid brilliance was more than welcome.With the printed road planner directions spread out on the passenger seat, she set off to cruise the LA highways. At the top of the first printed page, it read:DESTINATION: LAKERS HEALTH SOUTH TRAINING FACILITYAs she left the parking lot, Anna's thoughts drifted to memories about the last few months.This adventure had started way back, when Anna went to watch the LA Lakers in. The back and forth continued, building on a delicate meniscus ofinnuendo that was easy enough to pierce, but neither had the courageto make the first move. It was a teetering see-saw that hoveredtantalizing between "she likes me," and "she likes me not"; between "Ithink that's what she meant," and "I'm not quite sure that's what shemeant."Part of him was surprised how effortlessly he'd fallen into this easybanter. His earlier dream snuck into his mind, but so did Sharon'sfinal wishes. Here,. I also sell locally and have strange cars in the driveway, of people looking to buy from me, fairly frequently. So a different vehicle sitting in my driveway wouldn’t draw nosy neighbor attention. I sell to men and women that can show up singly, in small groups or couples.She came over and parked in my front driveway. I stepped outside and shook her hand, like I do with most clients. I showed her inside toward the kitchen. I asked how she was. Kelly admitted to being nervous. Personally, I was.