She decides to make her way to the bar for a glass of house white wine. At the bar a young white guy with a shaved head in a dark blue business suit o...fers her the stool in front of him and attracts the attention of the barman.The music is so loud , the barman standing in front of her looks in her eyes, she mouths white wine and points to the Chardonnay bottle on ice and the large wine glass. After pouring the glass he holds up both hands $10 . She hands him a $10 note. The young man who showed. I eventually got some sleep and woke up early. Kit was not home. I worry for her safety at times. I had decided that to pay my tax, I would have to sell everything I own this morning. I would have to worry about finding a job another day. I could list all my personal possessions in on breath; one bikini, one mattress. I just hoped it was enough. I stood up and slipped that grey bikini on. The sun was creeping in under the door. I guessed it to be around eight o’clock, which would. College age.Probably maybe two or three years younger than me. I couldn't decidewhether she looked Asian or Middle-Eastern, her olive skin and long,straight, jet black hair really could have gone either way. She waspretty tall, too. Maybe an inch taller than my 5'10", although hersneakers may have given her an edge over my bare feet."Mr. Andrew Pitcairn?" she chirped. I nodded and she continued, "I'mcanvassing for the Student Republicans." That confirmed my ageassessment.I groaned a bit.. But you should always be surrounded by people who could find you out, and who could use and delight in you."From the look she gives you, you sense that was an acceptable answer. You wonder if it will be enough to get her off. Her bottom lip trembles. Her breath shivers. Her fingers attack her clit, harder and harder."How..." she now has to speak between panting breaths. "...would you keep my new... path in life... secret from my... kids."You lean forward. You feel as if you're on a roll. "I.