"Such good taste you have, Chris,and a good make - I see they are Rigby and Peller, is all of yourunderwear to this pattern?" Yes, now please may I pu... them away," begged Chris. "No, I think we willjust leave them on the table so I can admire them some more. Tell me whyyou are wearing ladies underwear?"Chris just wanted to shrink into the ground. He grabbed his wine anddrank deeply. "I just happen to like the fabric," he replied, hoping shewould shut up. "Yes, I can see that the pink satin is. Holy shit i thought excuse me i said and stated to leave when she said" whats your hurry hon ?"thats when i noticed there was a plexiglass wall dividing my side of the booth from hers a quarter machine was on the wall next to it she told me to sit down and if i just wanted to talk to feed the quarter monster so that the red light above my head would go out otherwise some guys would bust the door down and kick the shit out of menot wanting my shit kicjed i compliedmy names Beth whats yours ? i. "That's nice," he said."Mary wants you to put these clothes on," the womanexplained."What?" Bob sputtered, "I didn't come over here to playwith a little girl, and I'm sure not putting her clotheson. I'm leaving." Wait," the woman said, "you did accept her invitation." I didn't know she was only 8 years old." Isn't there anything I can do to get you to stay?"Bob looked at her and thought about asking for sex, butinstead said that he had to go.The woman grabbed him by the arm. "I have a. “I..it’s..but..sorry sir it’s jjjust junk...gonna be thrown away” “Is it yours to throw away?” I said in even tones. Resignation followed, his slight shoulders drooped in his thin white t shirt as he whispered, “No.” “What?” He glanced at the edge of the vicarage and the gap which we had both arrived at. I blocked his only escape route, he recognised that I was a formidable obstruction. “No. Sir” he repeated only slightly louder. “I think you ought to come inside, boy.” I stated , giving him.