On the contrary, Glory Jacobson was just another face in the crowd, just another author. ‘$25 each,’ grinned the doorman, arms crossed, biceps bul...ing beneath a black T-shirt, the pocket puffed out by his pecks, perfectly chiseled. ‘Oh shit,’ Amanda whined, biting her lip. She had enough money for the cover charge, but not enough for a score. ‘Let me guess, you don’t have enough money,’ sighed Glory, a sigh that was angry, pissed off, but not angry enough to start a conflict. She opened her. In fact, I have never quite understood why she pledged herself to me in the first place. When we met it was obvious that she didn’t lack for male companionship. Even now, she will be hit on wherever we go, sometimes right in front of me. Guys can’t help themselves. It is sort of like that proverbial moth to the flame. Nonetheless, in every instance I have ever witnessed or heard of she has been steadfast in her loyalty to me. And I have tried to return everything she gives me with compound. Kristina would be just a fond memory in a couple of weeks. He could always give her to one of his buddies and still use her occasionally in the future. In any event Rick was going give this bitch a nice little surprise before he officially dumped her. Yeah! And he might even make a little bit of money out of it just for kicks."Where are we going?" Kristina asked. The question brought Rick out of his reverie. He tried to smile as innocuously as possible but it was hard."I got us a motel room. To a neutral observer, she was the most provocatively dressed."OK, we catch the #120 bus right outside the hotel and then we take that to the beach," said Meredith as they walked out of their hotel."Wow, this is awesome; a beach we can sunbathe in the nude," marveled Lisa."And we can take public transportation too," added Meredith. "It's green in so many ways."Kat readily agreed as they stepped onto the bus. It was a short walk to the beach from where the clean practically brand-new looking bus.