Fix it or else I’ll...”“You’ll what?”“I’ll fucking shoot you, asshole. Did you think this was for show?”The asshole just chuckled.“O... course it was. I already told you, you are not going to shoot me.”“The hell I won’t. You gonna give me some sort of ‘if you were going to you already would have’ bullshit?”“No,” he said, “Because you cannot.”“What?”“Look down.”I did.The gun in my hand was no a gun at all, but instead a light, fluffy feather duster. Ornate, frilly, and completely ridiculous. A. Once you know what kind of girl you are, thenit'll all be clear to you, cause then you'll know exactly who you'resupposed to be. And knowing who you're supposed to be. Well that's apriceless thing. The most priceless thing there is to know."The dark man raised his wrist as if checking his watch. "Time to getstarted now," he said. "So much to do before we're done. Seeing whatkind of girl you are. That's just the start. You'll see."He gestured and Cecil felt the dome lurch and nearly lost his. She smiled dreamily."Can I get you anything?" he asked."Just something to drink." Her throat was parched.He reached across the nightstand and handed her a full glass of cold water. She downed it all.Taking the glass from her, Rick set it down on the nightstand. He motioned for her to get up.She had to lean on him for support, but she made it to the bathroom. Still naked, she went straight for the toilet and sat down. She half-expected him to leave, but he stood there expectantly.Her bladder. But I asked if she wanted to go out for dinner a few moments after we struck a conversation.M: “Get in”. I said as we passed my car.F: (didn’t say a word and got in)M: “So what do you want to eat, what time do you have to get back?”F: “You decide”.In this day and age – who says something like that I thought. She was staying with a group of her colleagues, who all had boyfriends – and she was 34 and not planning to get married until 40. I listened to this career woman who clearly had a lot on.