Mondo Bondo catered for those that liked to see their men in chains. While Florence told herself she went because of the music and the atmosphere, the...amusement from being served by shackled and ball gagged waiters naked from the waist up appealed to a part of her that she knew stretched back to her adolescence.“2010 Retro Disco” the poster’s outside had announced and sure enough the speakers inside were blaring out Kesha’s We R Who We R, practically pinning the bar’s customers to the walls. RJ Thomas, loner, had followed Willie every step of the way. Now, he leaned against the bar watching as she sipped her red wine. He’d watched her in the last bar, and the one before that, but she’d not seen him. He decided the time had come to introduce himself to her. ‘Howdy miss, let me buy you a refill,’ his deep voice caught her attention immediately. She looked up at him. Middle age hadn’t yet spread to his belly. He was a tall, rugged, reasonably fit looking man. Deep crow’s feet were. I have worked in the arts ever since. I am a whore that adores male and female company. I am loyal to those I love and love me, the woman who is as wise as she is worldly. My first experience with the Cremorne was in Eighteen-Fifty, I have completed the Cremorne thirty-three times, more than most.”Delilah nodded, “Indeed, more than most.”“Holy fuck!” He gasped and sat stunned on the bed. An incredulous look on his face widened his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and furrowed his forehead, “So…. There, kneeling before me and looking at me in silent adoration was Samantha, Jane, and Maria. I looked into their eyes and started crying again. The rushed to me to comfort me. When I regained my composure, I hugged and kissed each of them and remarked."I've had a hell of a month"The funeral was two days later. Samantha, Jane, and Maria had taken care of everything including a new suit and tie laid out for me on the bed. We all sat together on the front bench dressed in black. I barely.