How do you feel about selling sex? You know, you could make a lot of money as a gigolo. Just think about those guys on the TV show that we've been wat...hing. They talk about getting as much as several thousand dollars for a single date. I know that you could not make that much in this town for a single date, but, at your age, $50-$250 per date would not be bad. What do you think?" Oh, my God, Jenny, that would be a great way to make a living! Shit, I'd love to give it a try, but how would you. Are not all things of true beauty fleeting and temporal? You are like my morning glory, my falling star, my burst of burning beautiful flame in the midnight sky. You are my angel that comes to me in a dream and reminds me what divine light shines down from the heaven. I don't mind that it is just a moment, for just a moment I am happy to be lost in this passion.For a moment I am filled with such longing for you, your hair, your smell, your body, your taste. To run my tongue along your skin,. .. about the trouble I had in school ... being kept back and put in special-ed. Brad’s about a dozen years older than I am. I’m twenty-five ... when Mattie was born I was nineteen and living at home. When he offered to have me move in, I was delighted to get out of the house.”“In a handful of years, Mattie will be able to fend for herself. Then what happens to you?”“You’re getting angry again. I’m getting angry, too. I realize that you’re right. They have taken advantage of me.”He reached for. I adjusted and parted my legs a bit but, not too much because I was wearing a skirt. Deenie was facing me, and somehow, her crotch ended up on my thigh, an accidental move so I thought. I felt the soft cotton of her thong brushing against me. She threw back the last corner of her drink, leaned close to my ear, and whispered, “I’ll be right back.” There must have been a line for the restroom because Deenie returned twenty minutes later. She smiled, gestured to the bartender for another drink,.