Her eyes down at her desk, she muttered, ‘Well, I suppose that comes with the territory.’ ‘Linda, do not go gentle into that good night,’ Maur... replied, sitting down in the chair facing Linda’s desk. ‘No need to give up yet. Don’t let the fucks grind you down.’ Linda looked up in surprise, meeting Maura’s gaze again, Maura’s words matching her mood somehow. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘The men, the company, your life. You worry too much about them.’ ‘Do I?’ Linda asked, looking slightly amused at her. Told the woman, I pick her. She smiled and jumped off the floor. She took me upstairs for my oil massage. Told her I was hot, needed a shower and wanted her to wash my back for me. She gave me a shower, washed my cock my ass and everything else. In the massage room she told me about her husband, A thai man who likes her working so he can drink. She needed to keep him drinking or he would beat her. She did other workers cleaning they paid her. I was her first massage in two weeks. She was happy.. "I'm so glad you could make it tonight. Come on in."I touched his arm to give him a gentle pull into my apartment. Then I make a point of closing the door, locking the dead bolt, and latching the security chain. His face glanced at mine. I could see his Adams apple make a little gulping motion in his throat. I smiled back. I think he was finally getting the point.--- Scene 4: The Bottle of Wine (We still aren't fucking yet. Deal with it.)Well into our second glass of wine Jeremy realized just. I made up vases with the mixed red and white roses, and brought them into the house to place along the long counter between the kitchen and the family room. Peaches was the first in line, followed by Aunt Etta, then Mesa, Gina's mother, and one for Julie, although she was someone else's mom. The next five were grouped together, since how do you ever separate the Fab Five? Next were Taiying, Sing, Maria, and Gina.I put cards next to each vase with the kids' names inside the cards. Knowing how.