“Would you like to go out? My colleague and I were supposed to go. But he met some raven-haired floozy with big tits who batted her big brown eyes a... him, and that was that. I cain’t bear the thought of goin’ home after a day of all this activity. I feel like paintin’ the town red! Whaddaya think?”“Sure!” I said, glad to have a date, but not expecting a fabulous evening.We went to a steakhouse. I found her easy to talk to. She was an excellent conversationalist - smart and funny. I reminded. PAYSON" Christine wasn't really paying attention so she didn't notice him until I stopped and then she saw the sign."How do you mean?" I asked innocently, handing my bag off to the driver.She gave me one of those looks women use when they think you're up to something, but she handed her bag to the driver as well. "Your signals are all over the place; you're playful and charming, but there is this underlying hint of a very serious person inside. You keep making these classic come-ons but insist. Pooor little cunt''''ahhhh ahhhhh daddddyyyyy''''just a poor little cunt , you so open and wet , i need to fuck it hard too ''''ahghhhh ahhhhh ahhhhh daddddddyyyyyy''''**** that cunt too , yes thats what we all need tonight you fucking slut give that cunt to me''bang bang bang''oh yes good cunt to **** indeed , good little hole ''''ahhhhh ahhhhhh fuck kkkk meeeeeeee''''ass up taking big black cock like a good fairy all fucking night''''damn you such a stupid cunt to fuck''''ahhhhh ahhhhhh yes. But in the early 1990s, the internet was very slow and ridiculously expensive and most people weren't online anyway. So, when Crystal wanted to contact Madeleine, our agent, to find out how things were doing she had to seek out a payphone and drop a lot of coins into the slot for a not very long and usually unsatisfactory conversation.I don't know how or when Crystal originally got Madeleine to represent her. She was Crystal's agent long before I first heard her live and she'd also represented.