There I was looking much like a sex-starved pervert. Ok, so I was sex-starved, but she didn't have to know that! My mind had been made up, I needed to...get out of there and find a short pier to take a long walk off of. I gathered my jacket and set a 10 down on the bar to pay for my beer. I hoped I could get out of the place before the whole bar noticed I was sporting wood. I cast one last look at my dream woman hoping a single look could convey how sorry I was for embarrassing her so. My eyes. It was quiet, here. The food was good.For the first time in a long time, he liked sitting with other human beings.Somehow, he knew that was important ... and that coming here had made his life a little better.“My bow!” squealed Jennifer as she got up to take her dishes to the sink, and noticed the bow in the corner for the first time. She shoved the dishes onto the counter and went to pick up her weapon. The pain pill seemed to work like magic, and there was no pain as she bent to lift her. "What's going on?" I asked her."I'm leaving you now," she said. Before I could protest, she pressed on."I love you with all my heart, even more as a daughter than as a son, buta young woman should have space to spread her wings, and the last thingshe needs is her mother looking over her shoulder. In that envelope youwill find the number and password for an account I've opened for you at abank in Geneva. It's for the same amount of money that you donated tothose fraud victims in Chicago." I. During the course of this the cooking oil had caught fire and in attempting to put it out he somehow managed start a fire in the kitchen. It was just as well I was at home and smelt the smoke, because by the time I got to the kitchen the top of a low wooden cupboard was soaked with oil and burning very merrily. After that mother tried never to go out when father was drunk, and since he mostly was drunk, that constricted her life.Now, with her newly acquired freedom she started to go out on.