I mean, sometimes I wake up and I feel really down. Other times, it’s almost like a weight has been lifted. I almost feel better. Why?”“Well, la...e at night we can hear you crying in your sleep. I was worried so I came in and tried to comfort you. Sometimes, if I touch your head, you calm down and go back to sleep.” Anne paused briefly. “Other times, you… you pull me into bed with you. You talk to me like I’m Carla.”Noel turned red. “I’m sorry, Anne. God, Ray, I’m sorry. I didn’t know…. I….”Anne. Finally, arm in arm, we climbed into that wonderful bath, feeling the little jets of water playing on our sensitive skin.Refreshed, we dressed and decided to take a stroll around town. A bit of shopping, maybe a coffee, nice girly things. We found a pleasant café with a balcony overlooking the river and serving very good croissants and just sat, probably for a couple of hours, watching the world go by.By mid-afternoon, we were in the mood for a spot of lunch. Earlier we had passed a small. Take your time.”“Well, I guess I’d like for a girl to come visit me and spend the night with me.”“Good, sweetheart. You did just fine. We offer our girls on an hourly rate. You should think about how many hours you’d like to have her.”“I’d say three hours would do it,” he said after some minor calculations.“It’s two-hundred dollars an hour, sweetie.”“My God! That much?”“Yes, sweetie. We offer the prettiest girls in the area, and if you check around, our rates are quite reasonable. In fact, if. "You know how many men I've know or dated or slept with, Josh?"I looked at her. Suddenly I had no idea where this conversation was headed."No." I'd guess maybe a hundred ... maybe more like a hundred and fifty." Her lips were soft against my ear. "I've known all kinds of men. Hard men, soft men. Hard workers, lazy bums. I've been with momma's boys and thugs. I've snorted coke with criminals and given blow jobs to politicians. I've seen all kinds of men, Josh."She paused and stroked my hair..