There hasn't been anyone else in my life these last two and a half years."Amanda was not satisfied with my answer. She proceeded to lecture me, "And t...ere hasn't been anyone else in Cindy's life EVER. You were the first, in case you didn't know." My sister pressed the issue. "Cindy is my best friend, Kenneth. Do you think she hasn't told me what she feels? She tells me EVERYTHING. I even know when the first time you two slept together was."I blushed at that little piece of news. "I thought that. . how did this work? In a Valbara’nay restaurant, a greeter would be sent to seat him and take his order, seeing to his needs during his meal. He waited for a few moments, and then an Earth’nay woman appeared from a side room, walking over to greet him. She was wearing a black suit with a white collar, and a long skirt, her dark hair tied up in a bun. Her skin was pale, her eyes a shade of blue that he found quite appealing. He knew that she was female, but the lack of a snout always gave. ’ ‘Hit the back of Waterloo Station. There’s an area there that they congregate.’ Someone piped in, ‘I heard a lot of them hang around a park over by Vauxhall. There’s a hostel there and once they’re turfed out in the morning they hit the liquor stores and spend the rest of the day getting high in the park around the memorial.’ ‘Jake go with Kelly. Hit as much as you can looking for her. We need a better description and statement from her.’ The team all started to move, their agenda for the day. "I'm glad you accepted my offer, Sally. Having you here is even better than you hiding and peeking at me from across the street! At least here I get to look at you too!" Yeah–for whatever that's worth!" Her self-deprecatory tone caught my attention."What do you mean, Sally?"She looked down at her lap as she explained. "I mean, who wants an out of work lingerie saleslady? What do I have to offer someone? I don't have a job, I can't contribute. All I am is a burden... and I have a dog which adds.