A few nights later, I was in the store talking with the clerk when I saw her drive in. I went back to the video game and began playing when she walked...in, got a coke and came back to where I was.We began talking, continuing our conversation from a few nights before. She was married, not very happily she said, and when she couldn't sleep she'd come up to the store to get a coke and play arcade games to relax. Our conversation really got personal, like we were old friends and we felt very. As a reward she told me she was going to bring a woman home with her for both of us to enjoy. "Hi Honey," she smiles. Towering over her shoulder I see the catch 'o the night. She is tall, taller than me, with obviously frosted blond hair and blue eyes and smeared red lipstick. She appears to be about Jen's age, maybe a little younger, which means she has to be 10 to 15 younger than myself. Her blouse is unbuttoned to her navel and in the center of her chest I see a carefully place and perfect. Amy looked at him with a puzzled look on her face. “Let me introduce myself. My name is Akil Galanta, I’m in medical school, and I just work here at nights because it’s so slow it’s like getting paid to study. I’m going to take care of this so that this woman is dealt with in the most appropriate way. Let me do some research, contact the other hospitals that she used to work for, speak with some of the other black nurses and doctors she’s worked with to find out the real deal and I’ll make sure. "I suggest brother," Truda growled, "that if you start a fight with Alan that I be NO WHERE near. I would kick your ass when you both were done. What Alan has given us should make you happy not wanting to fight!" This time it was Harman who was putting his hands up as he was retreating before his rapidly advancing sister. Alan could only shake his head again as he heard Harman yell when Truda started to punch her brother. "Ow! Damn it Truda I am only looking after..." "I," Truda growled, "am a.