At this point I'm not sure if she will or not! I win another game and the second sock is removed. Another, and she removed her ring. Another, and she ...emoved her necklace."You're running out of things to remove. Next time it's something a little more substantial!" I smile and nod approvingly."I didn't know you were such a card shark?" Lisa returns a discerning stare."I never played for anything worthwhile until now." I reply.Lisa wins the next two games and I choose to remove my socks. Then I. "I... I... I... I'm So soorrry... Sir... I mean Gary... Ohhh darn. I'm going to get fired for sure now!" Why do you say that Gloria. Just because you turn me on doesn't mean I am going to fire you. Heck I think you are very attractive. If I didn't do you think I would have this woody?" You mean your not mad at me for being so bold... staring and all?" Hell no Gloria. Look! Come over here. Come sit next to me." I hit the intercom and told the driver to take us across town so we could have some. Victor understood and invited her back to his apartment. Victor smiled remembering his first apartment, decked out like any 21-year old who was trying to be somebody would have. A bookshelf full of Chaucer and Dolstevsky lay across one wall, sprinkled with free verse poetry novels and a few notebooks of Victor’s own work. A stack of medical textbooks sat on a checkered coffee table next to a rarely used ashtray. Victor’s plans for medical school were fleeting at best, ideas always grabbed him. When I talked to Danny about it later, I came away convinced that he had mostly acted like it was more painful than it really was, because, whenever he complained about having too much pain, they kept giving him some kind of strong pain reliever to help him with easing it. Danny had always liked his drugs, but, when all he had to do to get them was to make a complaint, I don't think he would have ever voluntarily allowed them to discharge him. They finally kicked him out when they could no.