Perplexed, Debbie followed. She followed her daughter to the back of the store where Katie stopped at a dispaly.Debbie saw that they sold "personal ma...sagers" or more appropiately, dildos! Katie looked at her mom with one eyebrow crooked."Well mom? what do you think?" Asked Katie. "See anything you like?"Debbie's eyes scanned over the toys on display. She picked one out that seemed rather... large. "Mom!" Katie exclaimed. "That's too big." Asnd she selected a smaller pink one.Debbie gave her. “I manage a little pharmaceutical company. Seattle is very big in bio-tech.” Really no imagination. I bet he doesn’t know what other businesses are in Seattle outside those owned by his cohort.“That sounds very exciting. Are you finding a cure for cancer or AIDS?” ‘Where’s your social conscience?’ is what I was saying.“That’s a tough problem, better left to people smarter than I am. I just sell what they develop.” What? Was that a hint of false humility I detected? He didn’t add ‘at grossly. Anyway it inspired the following story. I hope you enjoy. I was 16 years old. I thought I knew everything, I was no doubt a very naughty teenager, to have as a daughter, but my parents cared about themselves too much, to discipline me. Half the time they didn’t know where I was or whom I was with. I was still at school, though I barely, attended. I guess schools are stricter about truancy nowadays, but I hardly ever went, and normally corrupted someone else into bunking off with me. . “Expertly executed.”“Thank you for your help, Senator,” I replied. “This might not have come together at all without you acting as an intermediary.” He waved it off, just as I got a ping on my phone. It was from Alain, saying I had a guest.I frowned. I didn’t have anything else scheduled for tonight. As much as I acted like I enjoyed surprises, I had a feeling I was going to hate this one. Looking out at the dance floor, I could see a tall lean young man with his arms around a voluptuous older.