She is a beautiful woman who I met years ago while frequenting my favorite restaurant. She is the manager there and, when there is a break in the flow...of business, she will often sit with me and talk and occasionally even join me as we down a meal together. Now Candy is a married woman and, by all accounts, seems to be pretty happy. His name is Steve and we have spoken on several occasions. He seems like a nice enough guy. I, on the other hand, am a 38 year old divorced man. It ended long ago. What do you think makes a good maid'sname?"That brought me to a grinding halt immediately."I'm sorry, Sister, but I don't know any maids so I don't know what theyare called." You are a maid, you'll be dressed as a maid, you will behave like amaid and you will be called by a maid's name, so what am I going to callyou?"She stood there, tapping her foot as I thought about my answer. I had noidea what a maid should be called and in any case, I didn't want to be amaid! I settled on a lucky. Sandy managed a meek, "Thanks."Mistress Catherine spoke once again, "Well, ladies, I'll let you talk amongst yourselves – I must take care of Penny now."With that she walked over to Penny and spoke softly, "Penny, I want you to remain in trance, but open your eyes and stand up."Penny, with Mistress Catherine's help, rose to her feet, her eyes open but still just as vacant as before."Follow me, Penny." Taking Penny's hand, Mistress Catherine led the hypnotized woman out of the living room and. And he was cool as hell. Funny, easy to talk with, and love to debate. Even if he had absolutely no idea of what he was talking about. His motto was, "If you can't dazzle them with diamonds, then baffle them with bullshit." And he was good at it.Maybe that is why we got along so well? Anyway, we both loved to play poker. Every Monday and Thursday night we would go to the local casino and play for a few hours. Those were the only nights I could get out. Mel wasn't married so he played almost.