Ten grand, no strings attached, if you fuck me all night.You: Ten Grand.......? Holy shit, that could pay for our house.....We could pay off the rent,...Fuck. Umm, depends how old you are.Stranger: Hehehe, you see bitch, when you picked up my son, you probably thought you were gettin' a payday. But the real money is with me.Stranger: 100 grand and you don't care how old I am.You: Umm, wow. Ok i guess.Stranger: Good girl. Here's a grand just to show you I'm good for it... *hands her ten Benjamins*. “Happy ending all done,” Sarah announced with a smile on her face.“And - Now - in - the - distance - the sound - of - Police - Sirens,” the BBC announcer announced like he had a twelve inch scaffolding pole up his ass.“Her-Royal-Highnes, has - told - the - RAF - to - stuff - the - plane - and - she - will - drive - the hearse down herself, clear the motorway, she’s coming through.”“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Charles sighed.“It’s what Dad would have done,” Andy reminded them.“It’s four hundred fucking. Relieved to be out of traffic, Charmion pulled her old Toyota Camry into the hospital parking lot. Her friends had pulled strings and had gotten her an amazing internship with one of the top residents in cardio-thoracic surgery at the university. He was the best in the field. She pulled down the visor and applied a hint of red lipstick. She grabbed her lab coat and headed into the hospital. She was bit early and she sat down to read the paper she had brought with her and began to drink a. Theres nothing in the world that compares to cruising down the Interstate at 85 miles per hour with the Mustangs deafening growl and the music of TOTOs Hold the Line blaring out of the sound system. I was on my way to being an independent woman. The windows were rolled down, even though it was only about fifty degrees outside. I just wanted my long black hair to flow out the window. I blew by a semi and the driver hit his horn in approval. There goes a hot chick, he would have said. The lights.