I filled a flask with some vodka and took a few swigs before getting the nerve to go into the theater. I applied my red lipstick and walked bravely to...get my ticket at the window. The guy who gave me the ticket, just smiled at me and looked me up and down. Now it was time to make good on my dare. Hard core porn was playing at the Tiki Theater. Funny thing was, it was a double feature of classic porn. Deep Throat and Debbie Does Dallas were the featured movies. I’d never seen those, but I'd. Better left unsaid. Her hair looked like every strand tried to get as far away from her as it could. It would be an insult to curls to call her hair curly. Her clothing was ripped top and bottom. I didn’t know the EMTs but the cops were Lieutenant Jim and Sergeant Nathan, they’re in your softball league, right?”I nodded.“Craig had his hands full, but that guy never loses his cool. He paged Dr. Joe, who was about six steps behind me, anyway. I’d been his last patient of the evening.“I won’t even. I asked him how his room was, and remarked that I had heard great things about the Aria, like the curtains to the room opening when you put the key in your door, mood lighting and music turning on when you entered the room, etc. Byron invited us up for a nightcap, and to show us how cool his room was. In the elevator, I could practically feel the sexual tension, though we all made small talk to cover it up. We got to Byron’s room and it was all I had imagined. A well-appointed room with a bar,. “They’re idiots and dicks, you are beautiful and perfectly fine the way you are.” I said and put on as serious of a face as I could. “But my legs...” she trailed off “So what! Your smile alone is worth a million times whatever you lack. You’re beautiful no matter what they say. Any guy would be lucky to have you!”She hesitated. “Oh really?” She said in a questioning tone, “prove it”. She turned around and rummaged through her nightstand drawer and took out a piece of paper. She looked at me her.