It was more like he was doing it for me than for himself. I guess more like lovers than just two people having sex. I never had anyone like that in my...life before. It was always someone just wanting sex. We’d do it and then go our separate ways. With Rob, it just seemed so different. I was somewhat disappointed when I didn’t see him at the parties. I saw his friend Jerry, he told me Rob was a coal miner and had to work a lot of weekends. I was happy when he finally showed up at a party a month. "Lee? Mr Shaun Lee?" That would be me," I affirmed, the smile still plastered across my face."Thank you Mr Lee," she replied while handing me a carpark voucher. "Hope you enjoy yourself tonight." How she figured I had driven there, I would never know. Perhaps it was the neat Armani suit that fit me perfectly, or the big silver Tag Heuer on my wrist. Either way, it didn't cause me too much concern, for I had left my sleek, black Mercedes SLK tucked away in the carpark.Thanking the lady, I walked. .. It's fuckin' bull-shit." The man laughed. "You're a funny one. But that's alright girly, we ain't sellin' it anyhow." "What do you mean, 'you ain't sellin' it'?" "He means that no amount of money can make us part with this shit. It's that good," another man, with a shaved head, chimed in. "See that bike right there little lady?" The bearded man asked. "Yeah, nice chopper," Christine said, admiring the bike. The Bearded man walked right up to Christine and said, "Actually, that's. .." Kristal whispered anda grimace froze her face and she laid her head back slowly. I closed herdoor and the clicking of my heels as I ran around the car to the driver'sside sounded so hollow. It was the same kind of feeling in my heart rightnow. It hit me all to quick - that could have been me up there with thatasshole tonight. I really didn't have a clue as to what I was doing inthis life of mine. No clue. I could be sitting where Kristal is... Orworse. The keys jiggling and the engine.