” “Well, my friend Jay, I’m hungry. How about you?” “Yes, but my purse is in that car and I don’t have any money.” “That’s okay! ...’ll buy. Are you sure you don’t want to call the police?” “No. There’s nothing important in my purse anyway. I only had a few dollars and my ID is in my pocket. I just wish I had grabbed my clothes when I jumped out though.” “What about the assault? The cops may be able to lock those two jerks up for a while.” “No. I don’t want to ever see them again.” "Okay.. The performance was ... adequate. Nothing to compare to the great opera houses of London and Paris, of course, but acceptable nevertheless. He joined the cattle when they stood to applaud the performers after the curtain closed, but he had already put the show from his mind. Now his eyes searched among the crowd, seeking an insurance policy against the coming violence. A mere two rows back, he found what he sought.He followed the couple as they left the theater, laughing happily and reliving. I was staring at her face, when I heard her say,” What is it Anand?” I said Mom, I need to speak to you about yesterday. She immediately blushed and as the color rushed to her face, blood rushed to my loins! I told her that I was unable to forget what happened yesterday and that I cannot get it out of my system. She asked me to sit down and told me, “It is unfortunate that this happened, but that since I am your mother, it is ok and that we can try to forget it with time. Just try to knock. I began changing clothes to appease and please the customers I had waiting for me to arrive. I began putting on a pair of suspender tights with holes at both the crotch area and at the back. Then I proceeded by putting on a frilly black bra and my prettiest long brown haired wig which reached down passed my shoulders with curls at the end.I stood up and steadily walked through a separate door in my room. Through the door was the inside of my vending machine that I used every morning and evening.