On this evening though, she could have sworn she saw him leave for the evening. She made sure to triple check that his office was empty before making ...he decision to stay this late on her own. But now, she was stuck. “Oh, umm, hello,” she finally spat out when she was able to form words. “I’m glad you’re still here,” he said. “Would you please come up to my office before you head out?”At this point, she knew she had no choice. “Yep, I’ll be right there.” She hung up the receiver of the phone,. ‘I wanted to check in with you about travel accommodations for the trip we are going to take to that jobsite in California?” I look up my eyes focusing as her words just start to register in my brain. “Oh, right”, I say, “Want to take a look at itineraries together?” I suggest. “Sure!” she says as I bring up the airline website. Andrea leans in to take a look at the flight options (her eyesight is very poor and absolutely needs contacts to see). As she leans over her cleavage comes into my. “Walk away now and you don’t get hurt,” I ordered firmly, staring him in the eyes with the most menacing look I could muster.He didn’t move, and I moved my right hand towards the gun. The pimp, or whatever he was, quickly turned and walked away. I knew I had to get out of Union Station, and get the girl some place safe. She had started moving away, but I quickly caught up with her, and continued walking next to her.“I’m Steve. Where did you run away from?”“What?!”“You were talking to a guy who. I too, stopped and stood still for a moment, to listen to the beautiful sounds he was coaxing from his guitar.Near by, on the other park bench, sat another listener. She was also quietly listening to the soft sounds—a desirable well-bred beautiful young woman in her early twenties. Her hair was a beautiful light brown, and she had a lovely fair complexion.Her almost innocent demeanor and friendly smile identified her as one of those rare females—that if you're lucky—you get to meet once in a.