It turns out, however, that the job market hasn't really gotten any better for me. In fact some of the temp jobs are at the most inconvenient times. F...r example, when the computer repairman came back to get paid, I had to skip that day's offered temp bullshit in order to arrange for and then clandestinely enjoy Whitney's "discounting" effort. And now, between the cable guy, the local beat cop, the mailman, and several regular visitors all named John, I no longer have the time (nor much of the. “Hey, they match your shorts!” he remarked.I looked down and giggled. Sure enough, I was wearing the same pink colored shorts with a lacy white hem. “I guess those are in the way?” I inquired. Jack agreed. “Definitely. Here, let me help you pull them down.” With his assistance, we quickly had them yanked off. He put them to his nose and gave a deep sniff. “They smell heavenly,” he sighed. “Probably like cream pies,” I explained. “Seems like I’ve always got something simmering in my. It saddened her."You're sure you're ok, mom?" she asked."Yes, I'm fine now, just the flu or something. I should get sick more often, I haven't felt this appreciated in a long time."Buffy smiled. Her mother looked well rested and healthy in the soothing daylight, totally recovered from Drusilla feeding on her. "Let's just say it's been brought home to me to appreciate my mother a bit more lately."Joyce smiled and ruffled Buffy's hair a little. "You're a great girl Buffy, a mother couldn't ask. You can drink whatever you want here." He leaned in again "This is the one place in the world where you can be yourself." He squeezed my thigh again before hopping up to go to the bar. I looked around and felt a great feeling of liberation. When Charles came back and handed me my bottle I clinked it against his and took a big sip.Just then three men walked over to the table. "Hello Charles." And older man with a British accent said. He was standing next to another older gentleman and a blonde.