She shook her ass against him, or pressed her tits against his abs, always with a wide sexy smile on her face. He gave her ass a smack as she danced w...th him and she laughed back at him over her shoulder. A waitress came by and asked if I’d like another beer. I decided to wait until Hannah came back looking for another drink and waved the waitress away.When I looked back at the action, Hannah was dancing facing the stranger. His hand was inside the front of her low-cut blouse, and he was. “And this must be Lana? I’m Owen Cord.”“Nice to meet you, sir,” she said. The man smiled.“Shall we?” he said, indicating that we should go inside.Dinner was good, well, okay very good. They had a cook, a Filipino guy who really knew how to put food together. That they were putting on the dog for us did not impress me. I saw it as rubbing our nose in their prosperity as opposed to our poverty. But, okay, sour grapes or not, I didn’t much care for the show. I would have preferred hot dogs or. The wisp of steam, oily make and heatleft the tiny battered car. It had been 5 days since her baby died. One minuteeverything was Ok and the next, he was dead. He had“stopped breathing,” what ever that meant. And then itwas over. She was discharged the next day only to gohome to a past due notice on the door of her apartment.A car that was dying and a cutoff notice from theutility company. Then a nurse from the hospital has stopped by. I had noway of knowing that she was getting a. ’ I wasn’t quite sure how to take this. This was a man who used me as a one-night stand, was my son’s girlfriend’s father, and now wanted to patch things up with a dozen roses, a fancy Italian dinner, and a bit of BDSM? I dialed Rick’s number. ‘What if I said, ‘No’?’ I said. He lowered his voice in almost a whisper and said, ‘I suppose I’d have to beg.’ ‘Beg,’ I said. ‘Please allow me the pleasure of spoiling you for the evening tonight,’ he said. ‘Whatever you’d like me to do to make up for my.