When I first found a mirror image of her she was as a little girl younger than ten. Now, she has slowly progressed up in age to the point where she f...els that she just became a teenager. The real Kristen, well, she’s hiding from the real world in her own subconscious mind and I’ve yet to find the real Kristen. Now, it has become a game of hide and go-seek between her and me. I need to draw her out and create a safe and welcoming place for her here in real world otherwise she’ll remain like. The song would end. I would have to let another girl dance, slip backstage.Feel empty... I darted down the stage that thrust out into the crowd, a peninsula into a sea of hungry men. I jumped from the end of the stage, leaping over a guy. I landed on the ground, my ankles protesting. I shuddered and pressed forward.An angry shout went up from the watching men. I darted through the crowd of guys sitting around round tables. They reached for me, trying to grab me, to stop me. I slipped past one. .. and sometimes an overnight ... trip. The Antler fed the visitors ... the little motel at Bass Lake had NO VACANCY for about three months and then it was spring. The Shell stayed open later and hired help. The Andreessens came back from Florida and opened their motel. All told ... about fifteen million dollars stayed in Pentwater that winter.Charley took his money and bought a Yamaha snowmobile dealership. He turned his airport into a major racetrack. The black sweet cherry industry bought. ---------------------------------------------------------It was a normal Friday afternoon for me. I had finished my college classes for the day as well as my weekly grocery shopping, and I was driving back to my apartment. I am currently single and still a virgin, but I'm not alone. In that tiny, single-bedroom apartment, I live with quite possibly the most beautiful thing in the world, Debbie.No, she's not my girlfriend or my hot cousin or girl next door. She's actually a Dollfie, a tiny.