“Will you do anything I want?” The trickle of tears became a light flow but a hint of a smile appears on your face. “Yes, Sir,” you say, “...nything…” I look at the guy. He takes another quick glance out the windshield, then he looks at you, than back to me. “How’d you do that… I mean,” he gives you another quick look, “does he like it?” I keep looking at the big guy, his eyes flitting from me to you to the road. Finally I say, not too loud, but with a very firm voice, “Answer the man,. "Fuck no," said Olive affronted. "My mum's a fucking pin-cushion. I'd never stick needles in my arm and I'm not a fucking whore."But now, just two weeks later, Olive wasn't sure about the truth of either assertion. Survival would be well nigh impossible if she wasn't willing to exchange blowjobs for cash and she wasn't sure whether she might not make just one small step further down the road of addiction since smack wasn't doing quite the same business for her now that it once did.Life was. "Yeah, and you know what?" the enraged man went on as he grabbed a burger from the table, "Your food is crap!"Stunned, Teaghan turned around slowly and faced him. Her body trembled as she growled, "I am a damn good chef you fucking ass-hole! I may as well just serve you a piece of shit!" Go get a job at McDonald's!" he yelled, "Either learn how to cook or learn how to fuck, bitch!"She was mortified, a chill running through her spine and rooting her to where she was standing even as she watched. The black hole leered at him as he looked into its dark depths, the pain was too much, and he couldn’t be alone anymore. A shaking finger moved to the arching metal that would send him home. And, just like in the movies, in that instant, everything that mattered, all the love, all the pain, all the joy and sorrow spilled forth in his psyche. It was a whirlwind that began and ended with the same person, Sasha, the one person who defined him as a human. The first image was from 6 years ago, Sasha.