Creator wiped his sweating face and rubbed his hands together, thrusting them downward. Behold! A shining cloud upon which sat a little girl. “Stand...up and tell me where are you going,” said Creator. But she did not reply. He rubbed his eyes again and offered his right hand to the Girl-Without-Parents.“Where did you come from?” she asked, grasping his hand.“From the east where it’s now light,” he replied, stepping upon her cloud.“Where is the earth?” she asked.“Where is the sky?” he asked, and. The man stood up and reached out a hand.He said, “It’s a real pleasure to meet you, Dexter. Your website added eight thousand dollars a year to my income. I’m getting reimbursed for my data/phone plan, my home office, and the company gave me a corporate credit card for when I travel. By the way, my name is Tom.”“Nice to meet you, Tom,” Dexter said.One of the other men asked, “What is this about a website?”Tom said, “This guy created a website that explained how to get companies to reimburse. He got very nervous and sometimes would stutter when he couldn’t get his thoughts out.He had been drinking and decided to take a train home. It was raining and foggy and out of nowhere there was the most beautiful woman waiting for the train. She was different than most women.She had dark curly hair and the blackest eyes you’d ever seen. She had a voluptuous body and had the nicest set of knockers. She was wearing the most revealing outfit and Gary wondered why she’d be alone looking like. She was wearing a terry cloth robe that wasn't quite big enough to cover her. The belt was hanging loose, not long enough to tie in a knot. She'd used a couple of safety pins, one above where her belly was starting to jut out and the other at the top of her legs. There was a slit of her swollen stomach visible, kind of like a slice of fruit, about two inches at the widest point. She was drying her hair with a towel, sticking her tongue out at the photographer, her head bent to the left at about.