Quite a bit, in fact." Anything you'd care to share?" Her voice was light and friendly, but I could sense her listening intently."It was pretty powerf...l stuff, Amy." Just so you know, I spent the afternoon with some powerful stuff of my own."I knew that she wanted—no she needed—for me to go first in this little game. And the stakes were high. Double down."The first thing I felt, Amy, was a wall of fear. Fear that I was losing myself, and that I could be deeply hurt."Her voice got very soft. "We. Delighted that she has found someone who shares her interest in music she tells him where her favourite blues bar is. William then asks her if she would care to accompany him there for an after dinner drink and some music. She quickly agrees. The restaurant settled, they grab a taxi and head towards the city. As the taxi pulls up, the sound of a piano being played wafts across the curb to them. “Sounds good,” he tells her as they enter the bar. Finding themselves a corner table, he orders them. The smack made a sound that echoed down the road, and nearly put Arnie on the sidewalk. She touched her face with one hand, and held out the other in defense. The tall black man grabbed the defensive arm, and twisted it around her back. "You my bitch now. I see you tell a payin man to fuck off one mo time, an I make you eat shit for a week, cause you not be able to lift you ho ass out of dat gutter. You hear me, bitch? I pays good money for you, and I spect to see good money flowin right. ” Jane shifted uncomfortably in her seat, trying to figure out where John was going with this. She half suspected her mother of putting him up to this, though she did not want to believe this was the case. “I’ve known you for years now, Jane,” John continued, taking a different route than the one her mother normally did. The area they were in now was unfamiliar to her and she wondered if they were lost, but said nothing. “I wish I could protect you from any bad experiences you might have. To.