He lined it up real neat and put the coke in two lines. He bent down, held one nostril, and snorted a line. "Hector, get this bitch some vodka." When ...enny gave Zoe a nod she dove on the coke line, snorting it down fast before falling back on the coach, breathing heavy in a splendor. Hector tried to hand Cassie the vodka but she wouldn't take it. Kenny took it and unscrewed the top. He pushed it at Cassie and growled. "Take it." Cassie took the Smirnoff bottle in her hands and said. "I don't. Do you want to take the cash and have me deposit the checks?"He grinned and reached for the cash, "Damon, you're a man after my own heart."We talked for a while and he turned to go and then stopped, "Look my mother has a Nissan Sentra at her house. Its seven years old but it only has twenty-one thousand miles on it and it been garaged ever since it was new. My mother will never be able to use it again. Would you like to have it?"I couldn't answer for a minute and he continued, "I couldn't get. Yet she loved them all like her very own children. She felt their presence ever more and never less.Just then, her Hep Cat adviser, Michael, came up to her and whispered into her ear."Mamaam, your Sweet Lovie in the misty place. I fear her time be near."Sweet Lovie was the nickname Marie had given to the newest of her hand maidens. Her real name was Dulcinda and she was from the deep back Bayou country. A place so remote and so hidden from civilization that even the birds in the sky lost their. I made every effort to avoid eye contact with any of them.As we approached the stairway, I realized what I was wearing and said, "They'll be able to see up my jacket."Doug looked at me smiling and said, "Let them look. You have nothing to hide."I remembered what the man behind the counter had said, "Only couples are allowed in theater on the weekends." That meant none of the single men ogling my lace-covered backside could follow us up. It was kind of exciting knowing they were looking but.