They did and came and sat with the couple that was leaving, looking like they were joining, but then with their bill paid they left, leaving Joe and S...lena alone."You realize that tonight enough people have seen us together already, that it will get back to Lynn." Joe warned her as the band took a break leaving them an opportunity to talk without shouting... Selena leaned up and whispered forcefully in Joe's ear."I don't give a FUCK what Lynn thinks, Joe and it's pissing me off that you do. You. The friend I was with doing these activities said I got a goofy look on my face and started slumping… I’m not quite sure I believe her though. Anyway once the activities got on the way I called him over to ask for help on the puzzle I was trying to solve. He came over and I stared at him open-mouthed.“Yes, how can I help you?” He said after a while. I thought ‘Strip down and fuck me would be a good place to start’ but I instead I said,“Well, this puzzle, I don’t understand how to solve it.”. Why do I always have to be the good girl, the one who tries to do the right thing? Who knew that a random Monday night at the bar would have led to this? A few minutes of polite conversation and exchange of numbers has resulted in me lying in this bed alone trembling, wanting you here next to me. We were supposed to be friends. I was supposed to help you get over her by offering a shoulder to cry on and words of advice. We weren’t supposed to end up like this, doing this dance. I wanted. “I’ll pay you thirty bucks and hour plus expenses,” Deacon explained. “Most of the times we need to follow her, I can handle.”“That’s fine with me. If I am not working at the time, I’ll be glad to sit in the car watching somebody,” I agreed.Since the conversation and the offer took place during our regular Friday breakfast, I didn’t put much stock in it. I continued on with my usual life. Which at the time included a number of low cost photo projects. I shot pictures of fishermen at the Grenada.