We've paid too much to be here to just up and leave. I'm going over to say hello." Oh no, you're not, mister. And apart from performing harakiri on yo...r sanity, you'll only embarrass the poor girl. There are lots of other lovely people for us to play with."As we stood undecided, Alice turned and did a quick scan of the room. She saw me staring, and for just a moment our eyes met, became tangled. It was an instance of mutual awareness and saw it in her eyes: that I was a stranger to her.It was a. "James Hunter? Jimmy?" She looked different, still very pretty but now she was blonde. She was never blonde."Laura?"She stood up and gave me a kiss on the cheek. She had always been taller than me, about 5'10'' but now I was 6'1" and she had to look up for the first time. "Is it really you?" She looked again at the invitation and noticed the VIP gold border. We chatted a little; I asked about her brother and her mom. They both lived in Florida now, she said. Peter was a Police officer in. I was taking little in. I wasn’t interested. I was broken.My Leatherman, appeared again, and with unusual kindness wiped my brow and kissed me. ?You’re going to be perfect slutboy, just perfect. Almost done for today; we’re all happy so far and so will you be in time. He dabbed my dry lips with a moist cloth and the cool water felt like nectar as it trickled around my gas gag.For this tiniest of kindnesses I loved my Master, one tiny act of compassion, and I was His. I was broken, I needed. Profile updated, I made a couple of phone calls then ducked back downstairs to get another drink.It had been half an hour or so since I updated my profile and the app had blown up with messages. I can’t remember exactly how many messages were in my inbox but if it was twelve, ten of them were the “Hey." Jesus F. Christ!!! Some people are slack. In the past, I’ve replied to a “Hey,” with, “Hey is what horses eat.” But this time I just deleted them.One reply did catch my attention though. “G’ day.