Unhone mujhe bola tum oise hi ho jaise muje chaiye tha mein excuse me bola to o hans pari aur boli dost yaar mein Bhi hans paara unke comments sun kar...mein aur bhi utezit ho ratha aur unke taraf se kab ha ajai chodene ke liye uske intezar me tha. Unhone mujhe bola tum to bare sharif lagte ho mein bol kyon sharif log kuch kar nahi paate kya phir hum majak karne lage majak me pata hi nahi chala ke kab hum bed pe so gaye phir mein utha aur sorry bola unhone its ok bola. Phir majak shuru hua aur o. What kind of tradition? Ricky never remembered Valentine’s Day, did he? All she ever received from him was a card and a box of chocolates. What’s so damn important about that?Lucy felt a hand on her shoulder. Turning her head Helen was standing over looking down. “You need anything?”“You know where I keep all the cards he’s given me. Will you please bring them to me?” She nodded and left to retrieve them.The time Helen was gone Lucy spent looking at herself and wondered what would become of her. For the next thirty minutes Guy specified his preferences in a companion. How tall? Hair color? Eye Color? Birth marks? Sexual habits? Language? The questions made Guy think about things that he had had never considered. What kind of clothes did he want her to wear?The questionnaire finished, Guy returned to the waiting room. It wasn't long before a slick looking salesman approached. Offering his carefully manicured hand (complete with diamond pinkie ring) the salesman started his scripted. He was 5'7 or so with dark, dirty blond hair. His eyes were a light brown and he had a strong, thin face with a chiseled jaw line and pink, pouty lips. Leah, like so many others, believed he held a strong resemblance to Kevin Bacon, but much sexier. His arms were strong and muscular from years playing the bass. She wondered how his fingers were... She was on her 6th drink by the end of the show and spent most of the show trying to tease the bass player from the crowd. She would raise her drink.