We need something and need it fast.” Rex looked inquisitively at everyone around the conference table. “Are there any prospects?” “Sir?” G...adys, who looked like a school librarian, nerdy glasses and all, raised her hand, “We have five girls scheduled to do audition scenes today and three are really pretty. Sir, there’s this one, from Alabama, of all places, I’m…“ “Alabama!?” Rex interrupted. “Ye-yes sir,” Gladys nervously stuttered, “Alabama, sir. She is blonde and the prettiest girl we’ve. That was the kind of thing to at least prepare in advance, over a phone conversation. The rest had to happen face to face.It was late in the evening that he finally managed to get home. To say he was not exactly looking forward to talking to his husband – not your husband! – was an understatement. What if Simon had gotten a hold of Aron before him?Aron’s phone was still unresponsive. What if something bad happened? He walked through the door, anxiety like a knife in the pit of his stomach. No,. Weeks later I walked in the door on Friday after a brutally busy week at work. It was 8:00pm and seven young men ages 18 to 22 sat in the family room of my house with my wife"Oh good your home," Jenny said playfully, "happy birthday baby." She told two of them, Kyle and Jacob, to take me upstairs, get me undressed and strap me to the chair in the bedroom.My arms were strapped tightly to the computer chair with thick leather straps. Jenny entered the room still dressed."I hope you enjoy this as. At first it was only a small glow on her windshield, but she turned the car toward it and it got bigger. It was a diner, one of those old-fashioned ones that looked like a railroad car. Its windows threw out a warm, bright light, and Alice could see people inside.She pulled the car into the parking lot, although -- funny thing -- it was empty. Where did all the people inside come from? No matter, she felt safer now. The diner reminded her of the Coffee Break Diner in her hometown -- Alice.