We didn't speak for minutes, instead just scrutinizing each other. After a while she asked, "What's so interesting about me?" Everything," I told her,...surprised by the confidence with which I spoke. She engaged me and I met her with equal energy. Without knowing or caring what had come over me I simply conversed. Some meaningless time passed, and without noticing or caring that the sun was setting, we kept smiling and giggling with eyes locked until the place was closing.Once we noticed I. I didn't believe she was right about what she was telling me though.I didn't want to spend a lifetime running through fifty or more short term relationships. I wanted forty or fifty years with the same someone, a whole lifetime shared together. I tried to smile for her, and I did manage to shake my head like I'd be thinking about what she told me, but I knew what she was suggesting wouldn't be enough for me.One of the worst things about coming back to work, was the way Joyce was now treating. He had decided to stay at the motel since there was insufficient room at his mother’s home unit – it appeared that he preferred to have his own space and privacy. He was a pleasant enough fellow, probably in his early to mid-sixties, and was quite easy to talk to.It ended up that we dined together, as well as sharing a bottle of good red wine.The conversation, now fueled by a slight overindulgence of alcohol, turned to the attributes of the barmaid, who also performed the job of waitress in the. Sex, with Everybody! Man AND Woman! Children becoming mature adults with sexual relations, wearing coats and heels at age grade school! Yes I said HEELS! They know about sex, so why do we shortchange them of the experience they seek to hide because of US!? Because of traditional rules? Fuck it. Marriage with half of them failing? Marriage with those that stick to be only stuck due to commitment to religion and their reputations more than the person, and but with emptiness and suffering til they.