At first I said ‘no’, because I had no experience picking up men in this setting, then Dee suggested he would leave and afterwards, I coul... go over and ask him if he had a light for my cigarette (I still smoked then, yuck!). Dee said he would walk outside, cross the street and go buy something from the store across the street before heading back to see if I was outside smoking with my new friend. If I was, Dee said he would walk down the street a little in the direction I would. None of them wanted to be anything more than mothers – housewives. They didn’t mind working, but it was less important than having children and being married.As their thoughts moved beyond getting a high enough score, they’d come up with the plan to be concubines together – to find someone who would take all three. Someone who would share all three, so they’d never be apart. They’d often considered it a pipe dream, but they’d always held out hope.It was one of the myriad reasons Calix was so. I even managed to find a good hat store, and picked up one or two for starters. The trunk loaded with my haul, I headed back home, whistling, looking forward to stocking the kitchen -- and to a nice ham and cheese sandwich, and a cold beer.By the time I had stocked the fridge and pantry, and filled my belly, it was early afternoon, but I was feeling much better about the world. I could do this. Life would go on. I took the last of my beer out to the deck, once again feeling the hammer-blow of. The only sad part was Mom only got to boss around a bunch of lower classers who vacuumed, emptied garbage and cleaned up other people's shit all night, but at least HERE, Momma was something special!And I as her daughter, I thought I was something special, too!Mom walked up to the first woman, a brown-skinned hispanic lady in her twenties who's name tag said 'Susan'."Hello Susan, this is my daughter Petra. Hope you don't mind if she tags along with me today.", Mom smiled.The hispanic woman shot.