Her nice round ass swayed as she moved towards the bar. Her buxom bussoms bounced too. Her long dark hair fell upon her right breast and she lifted ...t with her slim fingers and threw it over her shoulder to expose her chest to the waiting audience. Reaching the bar she leaned forward towards the bar-tender and ordered a JD and coke. A young handsome man slid up beside her and offered to get her the drink and she gratefully accepted. His sweet smile and cheerful attitude appealed to her. " My date?" I thought to myself. Then it hit me. When I realized it was Megan at the bar I just assumed I was mistaken about her being my date. Once the initial shock wore off I managed to break the silence. "You work for the escort service?"She nodded. "College is so expensive and I don't have time to hold down a real job. I didn't know what else to do." I put my hand on her shoulder and reassured her. "Hey, there's nothing to be ashamed of. But I have to ask, do your parents know?". I had frequented his cafe for years for conversation and the greasy gut bombs that my wife never allowed me to eat; sneaking them home to devour during football games while she was away. Eventually I sold the house full of memories at a loss, and moved into an apartment in town to await my own demise.One particular rainy afternoon when the loneliness was becoming overwhelming, I donned my rain gear and took a stroll over to the café. As always, Max was there with a hot cup of coffee and smile. Wow! Wow, wow! I work her shoe more urgently, forgetting my precarious balance. Oh bloody hell...! Crashing through the wardrobe door, I tumble onto the bedroom carpet."Shit!" I blurt as the heel is buried all the way in.With a tear in my eye I gingerly look round, to be greeted by a pair of faces, grinning maniacally in my direction."Well, you lasted longer than I thought you would!" Wendy exclaims.I just lie on the shag pile like a sweating doe, staring down the headlights of an oncoming.