One day, I got a message from an unknown number.Unknown: Hi. How are you?I: Sorry, Didn’t recognize you. Do I know you?Unknown: Sorry, Didn’t intr...duce me. This is Sheila.I: Sheila. Sorry, still couldn’t recognize you.S: you took some pics of my daughter in the play are. Remember?I: Oh hi. How are you?S: I am good. Hope I am not disturbing.I: Can I message you tomorrow? I am a bit busy.S: I will wait. Thanks.Next day, I messaged her but I didn’t receive a reply. I waited for an hour, so I. “I don’t understand, sir,” she remarked.“Out here,” I replied, “I am just Paul Manachek. You’re simply Sarah Mulkowski. There is no rank out here. We’re both in the same spot, at the same time and the only difference between us is that I am a guy and you are a young woman. I have needs just like you have needs. We both have needs for security, self-respect, hunger, sleep, and survival when challenged.”Mulky looked at me as I spoke.“We both have other needs as well,” I said. “Needs to feel. I talked to Bob. Our conversation was stiff and cold at first, but soon we got over the issues at hand and actually talked about Sarah. I found that Bob had a thing for Sarah and had she been the least bit interested he would have moved on her in a serious fashion. As it was she had gone the other way and he had not pressed her."You are a lucky man Ben." Lucky? Yeah right, so lucky my wife went and fucked half the town for money. I am soooo lucky." No really, you are lucky. She may have loved. ”“So did I,” George relayed as they reached the ground floor.The pair grabbed a seat at the black jack table and was dealt in by the aging white woman. A waitress appeared shortly with their drink orders – both having Jack and coke. The game went on and soon the dealer realized that older of the two was much luckier than the other. After another drink and a few lost hands by both, George suggested they move to the slots. Jerome followed and caught a waitress to order their third round. He got.