This particular night had a twist in the tale.It started with a phone call. It was David telling me arrangements had been made, I had to prepare mysel..., get into something tight and scandelous and be ready to hop in his car when he beeped the horn for me that evening. I could tell from his excited tone that it was going to be another one for the record books. He would always boss me around but I never felt offended, it was good to be subserviant to him. It really excited me to know I could get. Any leftovers will be dinner for tomorrow. Driving across the city at this time of night is a pleasure. Traffic is light. The food is waiting for me when I arrive. Returning to the Suburban, a young lady comes towards me.“Would you like to have a good time?”Her voice is cracking, from the cold or nervousness, I can’t tell. There is no confidence at all in the words. She is poorly dressed in oversized, floral shapeless slacks, a loose red top and an open summer coat. Her features and coloring. Unless he's pissed off, in which case yeah, he's a pretty scary motherfucker."Could you work that spot a little more? Oh, yeah, that's it... damn, that alone is worth any favor you want to ask." I'll remember you said that, sir." You do that. Anyway, it either takes a lot to piss Eddy off or not much at all, depending how you go about it. You have to hurt him real bad or you can piss him off real easily by hurting someone who doesn't look like they can defend themselves." So you're not the only. ’ The ball of his thumb swept over her knuckles. That flicker of uncertainty made her feel less alien for having doubts of her own. ‘Sometimes.’ His quiet admission came without panic. Ana held on to his hand to let him know it was okay while he continued. An easy silence fell between them before he spoke again. ‘You’re grouchy in the morning. And the way you toss and turn all night—it’s like sleeping in a blender.’ His playful words were so at odds with the seriousness in those serious.