“Don’t worry nong (is vulgar dialect for giving sign of respect to someone older than you by not calling him/her by his/her first name [nong means...big brother [something like sensie/senpai in Japanese]]). I’ll do it even if it was for half the original rate.” I said.We shook on it and agreed I’d come by his house every night, after dinner time. The first night I came, my neighbor was about to leave for work. He was a team manager of a big call center branch and his team was assigned at grave. Even in the 1990s and without the prevalence of the internet, news could still carry a long distance. Maybe it wasn’t as instant as it is these days, but it was fast enough. Later that day I was hanging around our camp site with Andrea, Tomiko and Crystal while we discussed how to capitalise on the success of our first gig and what numbers we should play at our gig on the closing night. We weren’t going to be the final act. That honour was given to a local Syracuse all-woman Hard Rock band. "What's that got to do with whether you guys go?" Josie returned the question without answering Mica."Steve said he'd go if Josie was going to be there and he's my ride," Dan shrugged noncommittally. "Got the tickets, may as well use them I reckon. Came in from out west for this, reckon I could take home a few more stories if we carried on a bit longer." Shit, your Dan!" Josie said wide-eyed making the men turn and look at her strangely. "I mean I know you told us your name but I just realised. Turning to Josh Kat says be sure about what you do next it may break you for good. As she leaves she grab a address book on the stand. At about 9am Saturday morning a week later Kat rings the mothers door bell Rose answers it in a red house coat Kat says Hi Rose is shocked and Kat walks in looks Rose in the eye raises her dress up says you know what I want done right? Rose says YES BUT I'M NOT LIKE THAT I NEVER DONE THAT! Kat laughs your daughter said the same thing her first time too now.