‘I’d love to!’ She said, much as an echo of our first greeting. ‘But first, since you’ve got the superior training and expertise, could you ...coop out these two vanilla cones for me? I swear they keep the stuff here frozen even harder than they did at ‘DisasterWorld’, but at least you’ve still got the wrist muscles to deal with it!’ How could I resist? I started to head behind the counter to scoop the cones but the fickle customer was having none of it and rushed her maniacal younglings off to. Inside the larger room it looked like a nightclub, flashing disco strobe lights, loud thumping Techno music, the exception was the TV monitors placed all around the walls. The TV monitor's were playing Porn movies, each monitor had a different movie on it, that's when i realized that this was a Brothel. "OMG what am i doing here, i shouldn't be here" i thaught to myself, i sat down sullenly and felt like crying. The business attired woman came and explained that all the girls were busy except. Just then his sister Holli showed up and grabbed one of the chairs saying,"Hi, what's for breakfast mom?"Her mom said, "Orange juice right now, because we are late for church."Holli answered saying, "So what else is new. We're always late for church!"Holli's Mom said, "Okay then drink up quick kids so we can get ready forchurch. Maybe after church we can go to that new diner in town for a nicebreakfast."Holli yelled, "Wow that sound great mom."Everyone finished with their juice, as Mrs. Spears. I left work at my usual time and headed home. Linda wasn't there but she'd left a note saying she had a showing and would be home by 6:00. I had an hour or so to wait so I made myself a scotch and water and sat in my favored Lazy-Boy. It gave me time to think as I sipped the whisky.I thought about our 22 years together; having and bringing up our kids and the ups and downs of or marriage. It brought a tear to my eyes as I recalled the high lights of our relationship. The intimacies, the joys.