"Are you feeling well?" Lucy asked as I leaned against a street light post."Sure just a little draggy from the walking." I replied."I think you should...see a doctor about that leg," she informed me."The leg will hold up until this vacation is over. At least if we stop all the sight seeing on foot. We need some other kind of transportation." I suggested. "Do you have any ideas?" I'm not sure that I'm qualified to make that kind of decision." she said."I'm not asking for a decision, but a. The only problem was that he had no way ofknowing what kind of people he was gonna get answering his ad, and he wasas desperate as he'd ever been for money. The day was coming came wherehe would finally open the doors of his two story suburban home to aseries of scheduled interviews. And all he could do was hope that atleast two of them weren't sociopathic serial killers or worse: messy,negligent college students.When Saturday, August 27th came along, he waited in his living room withclipboard. There is the urinal trough and to my right 2 cubicles.Everything gleaming white, clinical.The door to one cubicle is fully open the other half closed, robin, my dirty old man is standing there in the half open cubicle watching me, an excited.....hungry look in his eyes that I know all too well, it makes me feel weak. He's frantically beckoning me, arm outstretched, fingers curling."Here quick"The whispered words sounding like a hiss.Rushing forward I'm ushered in, the door closed and bolted. I smiled and showed her to the bathroom trying my best to keep my attraction to myself, she thanked me and dropped her towel to the floor I was completely taken away with her beauty and her body, I quickly got a hold of myself and turned around closing the door behind me. I went to the kitchen and splashed cold water on my face trying to think of anything else but as hard as I tried I couldn't, I grasped the kitchen counter trying to fight frustration when suddenly I feel someone come up behind.