Her reaction was nothing like I was expecting. She said that she was a fan of zeke81 too so when she found a folder containing all of zeke81’s stori...s on our computer she was amazed to find that we were both a fan of the same Literotica author. She hadn’t figured it out…she didn’t know that I was zeke81…she just thought I was a fan like she was. I finally raised my eyes from the table and looked into her gorgeous green eyes as she sat across the table. I asked her if she was really a fan of. ." No you don't." Ranma answered, her voice flat and unemotional. "My life'sruined. He gets everything... Nobody even knows who I am... Just 'causehe got to be the guy when we split, it's him that everybody thinks is thereal thing. He gets cured and he gets Akane and I get a lot of pity and abunch of people who don't know what to do with me."She stood up from the table and went back outside before Kasumi could sayanything else. What was there to say? She was right. She was right andthere was. It turned out that this woman was a prostitute who used all of her spare money for dog fucking. She just could not get enough. Grace had insisted that the hooker show her the results of a medical test to prove that it was safe for her to use one of the dogs. It was not likely that a dog could catch an STD (Sexually Transmitted Disease), but Grace wanted to be sure that one of her dogs did not accidentally pass a disease along to another customer.This woman had especially requested Jack. She. He put one of his Sinatra CDs on and I sat back to listen, it wasn’t exactly my taste but I doubt my Dad was ever going to play Meat Loaf or Led Zep.We were heading up the hill towards the Saddleworth exit on the M62 when it came on, I didn’t really notice the verse, but suddenly, I noticed what Sinatra was singing.“But Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week I sing the song that I sang for the memories I usually seek Until I hear you at the door Until you’re in my arms once more.