Good thing that Leroy got the letter first. She had seen the letter, but Leroy had convinced her it was for him. He was more careful of her mail after...that one, and he tore up 5 more offers before he finally got her hooked on the drugs. Once that happened, she was his. It was nothing personal, just business. Business always comes first. Business, that's the name of the game. He's not a pimp. He's a businessman. He provides personal services and products to a select group of customers, and he. She had given him a key to her place months ago although he never asked for it. ‘Your choice,’ was what she said when she gave it to him. He kept it in the glove box of his car, out of sight, but not out of mind. He’d take it out periodically, look at what it said, a promise unspoken, then quickly replaced it in its safe place and wore his fidelity like a thorny crown about his head. Now it had been too long, too long without what he needed to feel like a man again. It had come to this when he. .Her face flushed slightly and she held the bra close, looking away so as notto be so evident...His voice when she heard it, was soft and with a slightaccent that she couldn't quite place...Cultured sounding, maybe British..."Excuse me" he said, "I wonder if you would help me"Jennifer almost turned to look behind her, when she realized he was speakingto her."I ...I don't know, I don't work here, maybe you'd like to speak to one ofthe salesgirls" Jennifer replied and thought her voice sounded. My heart started beating fast and faster. I became freezed like ice in that place. Again I felt the hand touched a little closer. I looked back and saw a man who was in the age of my father smiled to me. I felt so shy and he was looking into my eyes with a smile. I became shy and lowered my glaze down and stepped forward in the corner of the shop. My heart was beating so fast and scared as well. Thinking that time if why he is smiling to me suddenly I felt something pressed and moving on my.