So needless to say I was very interested in this job. I replied to the email saying that I was more than interested and asked about the details. He ...old me that their names were John and Julia Dewitts and that they lived in a large house just outside of Anchorage. He told me that she looked pretty good for her age and that she was willing to pay up to $500 bucks a night for the right guy. I did not hesitate and took down their number and address and contacted the Dewitts right away. When I. He wore a thick mustache as well, trying to look wiser and more mature, a tacticthat more often failed. He was of average height, and average weight, neitherfat nor thin…the perfect non-descript man. "There it is!" He muttered to himself, flipping on his turn signal and movingover, raising a wash of water that cascaded over the curb. He glanced at thebright lights ahead and slowed to turn into the small half hidden strip mallhanging beneath the massive concrete bridges where two interstate. My freshman year at college had netted me at least one girl who had been raped, who learned that a man can be a real man and also be gentle and caring; two, possibly more, who had been abused, they also found a gentle, caring man. There was even a lesbian exploring her bi-side (at least that is what she claimed), who was to say the least surprised – all of her friends having told her all sorts of horror stories regarding men.I had had petite Asian girls, large buxom Scandinavian types, there. "Adam, Adam... baby, wake up," the sweet voice repeated.When I opened my eyes, they locked into Liza's mesmerizing gaze. My lips smiled at the woman whom I had just met one day ago but had already grown to hold a special place in my heart.I took her hand in mine, and kissed her palm, snuggling and caressing it against my face, cheek, and neck. I wanted to tell her that she was a vision of beauty to my eyes, but I was lost for words. I just held her hand and returned her loving gaze.“I will miss.