I really wanted to see him again, thinking we just got off to a bad start. Next morning I went out to do some shopping. I was passing by that very ho...el, I decided to walk in and just say hello. I went in and looked around. I walked by to a man asking him if he knows the guy I'm looking for. He called him for me. He seemed so surprised to see me; he gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Said he had to go, but he wrote down his number on the back of my hand and asked me to call him later. He. Her eyes were sparkling and maybe I was falling for her.We were using separate blankets and our thighs and legs were touching. She was as soft as a jasmine flower. Now we lowered ourselves in the bed seeing the same screen. But, her hand was aching and we turned and kept the phone on the bed, lying side by side. She smelt so good and feminine. Her soft arms were touching my arms and accidentally, my left leg was over her right leg.She looked into my eyes like she was anticipating something. I. It was all probably for thebest anyway. There's no more fighting between Bob and Hanson. I can keepthose psycho creeps out of my club. I don't have to worry about herratting me out to the cops. I miss the money but, in the end, it justwasn't worth the hassle.After Hanson left, I went back out to the bar. It's a Thursday night inJune and the weather had been brutally hot. Anybody selling cold beerwas doing OK tonight. No one was on stage right now, so I took aleisurely tour around the floor,. . I'll just wait for my final interview", he thought.He barely had time to wonder why his phone didnt get reception when the door opened and a tall, impeccably dressed woman opened the door. She fixed he glasses and said sternly, "Mr. Carey, I am ready for your interview, please come in. "George got up to enter as she turned to walk to her desk. He observed her walk intently as her tight skirt swayed left and right, stiletto heels clicking rhythmically. The skirt was just barely below her knees.