"Without knowing it I had been a call girl and to my surprise it didn't bother me at all to learn that I had let a man fuck me for money or that kindl... old Uncle Charley was a pimp. I tucked the envelope in my purse and Charley asked me if I would like to take another trip upstairs. At first I told him no, that I hadn't made it home the previous night, but then I said, "On second thought, why not."Charley smiled and said, "The man in room 403 would like some company."The guy in 403 was young. A lot of things about the trip were very “seat of the pants.” I spent a couple of nights sleeping in the back of the station wagon mainly because it was more peaceful than most of the alternatives. I kept a set of keys in my pocket for that reason. Several days into the trip, I was feeling very homesick and decided to take a walk down to Golden Gate Park to ease my mind. A walk would do me good, no doubt.As I walked through the park, I took in all the sights. There were people singing and. "I didn't know whether I was reading into this statement something that was not there. However I felt it might be significant that when discussing us with him, it was the first time that she had not addressed him formally using his military title, but I thought this could be a sign of a thaw in her previous hostility to him.Bill spoke up this time addressing his remarks to Shirley,"I don't think that is silly or surprising Shirley. When the detective first contacted me, I had felt for some time. ‘Good girl, now that we’ve got that out of the way, shall we?’ He held out his elbow waiting for me to hook my arm through it. My body felt a bit shaky as I stepped forward, running my hands over my dress to make sure I was presentable before I slide my hand to the crook of his arm hesitatingly, carefully keeping my eyes averted as I tried to figure out where I had gone wrong with this one. ‘Stop thinking Nikki, we are going to have dinner and will have a wonderful time, so smile already!’.