"Where, not very fucking private here". He finished the treat and dropped the container into the garbage bin. He knew that behind the fallen fence was...a bench, concealed under the willow tree that was almost invisible from the street. "Come here", he said. She followed but it was obvious that she was pretty intoxicated.He led her around the tree to the bench. He dropped his trousers; his cock already interested in his observation was already erect. "Drop your tits out and put your mouth around. Salazar.”“Federico.”“I called you that once, Mr. Salazar, but I’m not ready to be on a first-name basis with you ... you’ll call me Ashley I understand, and I’m okay with it, but I’m working for you.”Salazar saw how the impressionable young woman was declaring a line of demarcation. She surely has her shit together. Holding open his hands he shrugged his shoulders.“If our table is ready, Mr. Salazar (she emphasized his name), we should eat. I have a date at Nine.”From the time they had last. .after they meet there will be no returning...She alreadyknew she would only say yes when they are face to face. Shewas startled out of her reverie as the door to the entrancefloats into view; she stops to stare as if it were a livingthing. The tingling is everywhere now and her hands trembleas she reaches for the door. Eleventh floor, she chants,end of the hallway on the right and somehow she is there.She taps gently with her fingernails and slowly the dooropens from within. Immediately she. ..”“Somebody from the Braves will come by and pick it all up. They’ll have my car keys. If you’ll just show them my stuff, they’ll take care of it.”“I’ll ... I’ll pack for you.”“Thanks, Sarah. Listen, I’ll call Peggy tomorrow morning, late enough that she’ll be up.”“She’s got a class at 2 o’clock,” sarah said.“Right. I remember. I’ll call around 11 in the morning. Is Tad there now?”“Yes, he’s right here. Want to talk to him?”“Yes, please.”“Hello? ... Marty?”“Hey, Tad! Listen, something’s.