Of course, Addie snuggled her silk covered body behind me. I must have laid in bed for hours before finally going to sleep.Thursday morning, I dropped...the kids at daycare again, went home and entered tax information from our trip into the computer. My mind wandered to Darrell, Addie’s high school boyfriend. The longer I sat at my computer working, the more I wondered about him. As I sat there, I had a brainstorm. I looked in the top of our bedroom closet and found her old yearbooks. Her Junior. He was interested in what lay underneath."Yes," asked Vickie, almost cringing."My customers only want to see beautiful women in the ring, beautiful faces... and beautiful bodies."Vickie made a complete revolution much as a fashion model does on the runway."Satisfied?" she asked, again starting to turn for the door."Not so fast... Vickie, is it?"She turned to face him again."A perk for being the boss. I want to make sure your body will be pleasing to my customers... Now take off your clothes,". Quickly I searched through the text messages to see what she wrote him today. She only said she couldn't do it reminding him again she was married. For the next few days I randomly checked her cell phone when I had the chance to find new messages from Jerome but found none. I wasn't sure if he finally gave up or Marisa was deleted them before I had the chance to sneak a peek. Either way it slowly slipped my mind as work began to get busier for me. Things still seemed normal until that next. “Do you go to ‘Hell Night’ at the Hangman’s Palace?” “Yeah.” “I thought you looked familiar. But I also thought if I said ‘Hi, you look familiar’ it would sound like a line.” She smiled, “Sounds like a line anyway but it is a better line than the other.” “I’m Lupe,” I said. “Eloni,” she said offering her hand. “So what brings you here?” she asked. I took her hand and pressed it to my forehead. As I let go I said, “I call it Mike. So does everyone else. It calls itself Mike too.” She laughed as.