" I whisper in her ear, as she leans on my shoulder as if needing a crutch."Are Gwen and Maggie awake. I haven't seen them?" she asks furtively back a... me."I think they are in front of us, on someone shoulder. How are you holding up?" I wonder, these men were moving us at a hard pace."My feet are killing me, I have a dozen scrapes and I don't know what landed in my hair an hour ago," she complains good naturally."So, you are good," I smile at her courage. "Do you have any idea where we are?"I. No. He will not do this. He got up and flushed the toilet and, without looking in the mirror washed himself up. The cold water felt good on his head and around his neck as it seemingly washed away the nausea that had captured his being. Finally looking in the mirror he found himself clean of disease and showing a strength in this maturing face he had never seen before.Looking further he found an odd sight, a face, devoid of hair, but full of strength, mature yet youthful, his look was one not. A pleasant time and a good lunch. Until I noticed Mary was kind of distracted. She seemed to be watching someone at another table behind me. When I finally stole a look, I saw that it was an older man and paid little attention, thought she wouldnt be flirting with him. But I noticed Mary arching sometimes and she seemed to be displaying her large tits for the old guy. Her blue sweater accenting them beautifully. I wasnt sure if I was right or not. But I know it excited me somehow. A little. I just wanted to know that they kept it away from my part of town.I followed the directions from the GPS lady. She knew what she was doing alright. She led me to the parking lot of Big Al's Pawn Shop without a single misstep. Big Als was a converted three bay 40's style service station alright. The bay doors had been switched to glass store front windows when the Korean family owned it. Big Al had those windows covered with security bars."Jesus this place looks like a mini prison," Cheryl.