But, Yankee, I could see living with you on the moon, if need be. That’s not going to get in the way.”“I’m glad to hear that,” I said. “Bu... could you live with all us Yankees?”“I already do! You and our friends are pretty cool. None of them treat me badly and mostly they agree with me on important stuff like everybody mindin’ their own damned business and the government keepin’ its fingers out of my purse. Now, if they’d just accept that NASCAR is a real sport like you and me, they’d be. I came and came and came. And I feel so empowered as a women. I used my body to make money. Fuck what the patriarchy tells us. It was only sex!”“OMG. OMG. OMG. You really did it. You really are a whore! OMG” Daisy had been telling Tricia her entire journey into prostitution. It sounded so exciting. That’s why she responded when Daddy Tyrone contacted her. He told her not to tell Daisy about him. He said that she might get jealous. Tricia knew how girls could be so agreed. It took him a little. It looked the same. Like itbelonged to a young pre-teen girl who loved ballet."Come closer..." said the little girl voice.Lee looked around and did not see any girl."Where are you?" In here!" Where? The bedroom?" Duh! In here! On the vanity!" What?" Lee asked looking at the vanity and not seeing a little girl. Thesmall white vanity had a few costume items like a frilly boa, oversizedsunglasses, nail police, glitter, and some girly printed clothing. Themirror had been shattered and glass was. "Probably felt sorry for you..." I thought ruefully, yet... That smile... Oh yes, he had certainly brightened up that dull afternoon. I had almost forgotten about the young man when a few days later, I had to make another unwanted trip to the laundry annex. It was an awful afternoon. The sky was almost black with malevolent rain clouds. Just my luck of course, the heavens opened royally as I was half way over the complex. Gritting my teeth, I decided to brave it and I dashed the rest of the way.