She’d met the couple who lived above her in their own apartment, they seemed like nice people, they didn’t play loud music at 4 am and kept themse...ves to themselves. She had watched two toddlers play on their lawn with their mother and father just three doors down from her, and smiled warmly as she passed them. She had even made a friend, an old man who lived opposite her. ***** ‘One moment!’ She shouted, scrambling into a pair of worn jeans. She ran her fingers through her hair, wondering who. He had never understood how some folks thought that the girls in these clubs were being exploited. Jeesh! They got to set the rules; they got to define the state of play down to the last detail; and, if you didn't play the game right, ultimately they could have you removed. If that happened you would be advised that, if it occurred again, they would terminated your membership -- reluctantly, of course. The ultimate sanction, perhaps. In a way it made the evening a little more of a challenge. It. As such have no idea how long I had been nursing the drink, but when she started yelling at me, the match had finished."Look what we have here, a stranger!" It had taken me a few seconds to register that she was talking about me. I looked up and saw a rather pretty brunette striding across the room, smiling menacingly.I noticed that the bar was now pretty sparsely populated."I haven't seen you here before." "I'm err, just passing through." "Student?" "Err, yes." Between my hesitation and then. Next to go was a piece of lake front property that Denise didn't even know I had. She had always wanted a cabin on a lake and I had bought the property intending to build a cabin on it and give it to her on our tenth anniversary.The coin collection that my great-grandfather started and then gave to my grandfather who passed it to my father who gave it to me was the next to go. It was followed by my gun collection, my comic book collection, my baseball cards and soon all I had left was my.