The cute late thirties bar owner was attractive and seemed to be irked to see him accompanied by the new woman. That night while waiting on their part... she practically ignored every one at the table. The night would have turned out better if he hadn't kept his eyes glued to the brunette. "What's wrong with you?", he asked."It's not fun watching you watch another woman for two hours."Taking her cigarettes, she left their bed and wondered about the thing to long into the night.Another Friday. "Melissa, you need to help us. And we don't have much time. So will you?" James suddenly asked out of the corner of the room. Melissa stepped backwards looking concerned at James and then at me. She nodded. I let myself escape a sigh of relief. And noticed James doing the same.Melissa made a few phone calls and we left half an hour later to take care of the whole damn business in only one night. Me and James followed her in my car. She led us to a near bar which was already about to close down. "Nikki entered the house carrying a large shopping bag and followed me into the living room. I sat on my new sofa and patted the cushion beside me. Nikki took the proffered place. She was dressed conservatively in a blue knit sweater-top and loose-fitting jeans. She wasn't wearing make-up, not even lip-gloss. Her hair was done up in pigtails. She looked every inch the innocent fourteen-year-old schoolgirl.I took her small hands in mine and said, "Nikki, I'm worried about that call from Miss. He was wearing a black top coat, unbuttoned the entire length. As the train rolled along, I began feeling slightly aroused by the incessant contact with the mystery man standing behind me. ‘Cheap thrills’, I thought, smiling to myself. Even when the man gently placed his hand on my ass, I didn’t get alarmed or pull away. ‘Let’s see where this goes,’ I mused. Glancing out of the corner of my eye, I could see that the man had maneuvered his topcoat around so that my back was well shrouded. It was.