‘Next I’ll pour our red ladder, first our Provencal Dry Rose, then a Merlot, and we’ll finish with our Cabernet – Syrah blend.’ Louie was st...dying a brochure that listed the grape varieties grown there. Listed, among others, were Mourvedre, Syrah, Viognier, and Grenache. ‘You’re growing all the Rhone wines,’ Louie said, ‘is this winery in Rhone Rangers?’ ‘No,’ she said, ‘what’s Rhone Rangers?’ ‘It’s an organization of mostly California wineries that have the same direction, making Rhone style. She saw me and told me that she got some of her friends to help her move her stuff and that if it was ok that she stayed here tonight. I told her it was no problem and that since there was only a week and a half left of the month, she can pay her first month rent on the first. She squealed and through her arms around me in a big hug. She then told me that she starts her new job on Monday, and she would get her first paycheck on the first. I left going to my apartment and kept watch to see when. "I am Master Nickolai and this female is my new assistant Bojana. She speaks only the gypsy tongue but her skin is delicate and juicy with promise. Have you come for a tattoo from my hands, my pretty little tourist?"Julie looked into his eyes and was mesmerized like a little bird by a slithering snake in the garden. She opened her mouth a couple of times to respond but had to wet her lips first to get some coherent words to pour forth."Yes, Master Nickolai, my name is Julie O'Hara and I was. She smiled and hooked her arms over my shoulders. “I seriously doubt she really wants a full-fledged relationship with me.”“I don’t know,” I said. “What about her comment about taking care of you?”She thought some more, the small smile on her face faded away. She shook her head. “That couldn’t be it.” She continued thinking. “I’ve always known she only likes women but she’s never come onto me before.”I stood there, not sure what to say. I remembered from high school how girls would hang out in.