Getting home at half past seven, I rubbed my hands together and placed the groceries down on the floor. Putting them away, I grabbed the bag of candy ...’d bought for myself I finally sat down to my Heroes Box set. I put the first disc in and started to watch the show everyone raved about. Watching as the characters unfolded, one in particular stuck in my mind. Claire, the Cheerleader who could heal herself. The young actress was smoking hot for a girl her age, and she was talented too. The. Two weeks, and you’re already making better money than girls who’ve worked here for years.”“You just have to know how to work them and give them what they want; it’s not really that difficult.”What she said was true, though. I was taking home about $300 in tips each night. When I worked on the weekends and it was really busy and we were steadily turning tables I got considerably more. I’d been issued a size-small uniform and worn it for a week. The customers liked it, but when I turned it in. "In fact, your old room is still vacant, you can stay there." "Thank you," I said, and we all started swapping stories about what had happened too all of us during the last year. About an hour later everyone was getting tired and it was decided that we should all get to bed. Aaron was staying with Allen for now, his new house had some structural problems and with all of the rain, they both aggreed that it was best to have an engineer there in case of a collapsing ceiling or wall. "Okay," I. So not wanting to spoil her fun, I left and walked down to the theatre and hung around debating whether or not to go in. My mind was still racing with images of Polly being used by the gang of men and I just had to go back to the bar for another look. I had been gone for about an hour. As I entered I couldn’t see Polly in the booth. All the guys were there but where my wife had been sitting there was an empty place. Just then I noticed her head bobbing up and down. She was laying on her side on.