"Damn, baby...you're beautiful." Thank you," she said, smiling."You have a place special you'd like to go?" he asked."Any place dark is fine." Well, I...was thinking I take you to one of the rest stops on the highway.This time of night would be a perfect time to play." Ok, let's go," she said as she checked him out. He was pretty much as hedescribed and what she could remember from the picture he sent: 40-ishyears old, short brown hair, with a slightly-receded hairline, his facelooked. “You pick,” Taylor said, slurring her words slightly as she fixed them another round of drinks.“How about something scary? I hear this one is pretty good,” Austin said, picking out an atmospheric thriller.“That’s fine,” Taylor said, plopping back down on the couch. “So, he really dumped ya, huh?” Austin asked as the movie started.“It was more mutual, but he brought it up,” Taylor said, shrugging her shoulders. “The writing had been on the wall for a while, so it wasn’t like I thought he was. 2 kids. Second marriage. Lives in the suburbs.She learns about me. Small business consultant, a fixer. Traveling to New York weekly for a couple of months. Married wtih 2 kids and live in the city.As we talk, she gets more interesting. Funnier. Her smile is electric, and she has a sharp sense of humor too.She asks me where I'm staying. In SoHo. "Me too!". We swap hotel stories and talk in detail about the best lobby bars.Then our flight is called. We line up together and board. She is 8 rows. In a way, he hated to see her husband promoted. It meant that he wouldn't be able to see Phyllis as often. But hell... change is what makes the world spin! He was already thinking about that lusciously voluptuous blonde, Virginia Brooks, whom Phyllis was so uptight about. She had made a helluva impression on him, and now that he knew for sure that Arthur would probably be going to Pocatello, taking Phyllis along with him, he'd have to see what he could do about replacing her. That Brooks bitch.