Tower) found out from the captain that I was a model and he asked if I would like to be one of the girls on their companies calendar for the coming ye...r; that they had made up for their customers. He went on to tell me that they used 3 girls for 4 different pictures (one for each quarter) to pose with their products and around their plant. Mr. Tower gave me his card and said if I wanted to work a trade show for them they had one in the spring and they always had 3 or 4 girls helping. It was Saturday morning and I was unable to fall asleep after a long night of work. On nights I didn’t drink I found it hard to fall asleep. My mind raced with thoughts of anger and sadness; depression and inferiority. I walked downstairs and brewed some coffee. Courtney was still asleep in her room. I poured myself a glass of water while waiting for my coffee to be ready. The door of Courtney’s room opened and Mark walked out in his T-shirt and boxers once again. My eyes started to well. The ringing of the doorbell sets her pulse racing. Victoria rushes to fling open the door. The smile that greets me makes me shiver with excitement. I open my arms, and Victoria gently embraces me.We hold each other and kiss. The first kiss.The kiss came, loving at first, but quickly turn more sensuous. With a childish fever, Victoria inhales my essence to distinguish dream from reality.Taking my hand, Victoria leads me to the couch. I take a seat as she kneels before me. With her soft gentle. I Introduced Vanessa, shook hands with the third one.The kaleidoscope night was laughter, cheek-kisses, hugs. Groups of guys, groups of girls, couples, singletons, stopped by to say hi, gossip, tell bawdy jokes. Typical weekend at the Unicorn. Music growing louder, excited chatter.We Ubered home around one. Walker and Pilar were still up. She gave the kitchen clock a theatrical double take. Said, “You alley cats are cutting it awfully close.”Walker folded his arms, frowned, “I don’t want to.