I'll show you a quick way." O.K. Lead on." A nice long conversation with him might give me a few needed answers.The guy led me through several short c...ts. I saw the rec building twice between other buildings. Always he steered me away. "Hey, what's going on here? The rec building's over there."Suddenly I felt a pressure in my back. "What's going on here is that I've got a loaded gun in your back. You're coming with me to open the traitor's ship." He wiggled the gun in my back in an 'or else. I looked around and didnt see any cars in the driveway and I didnt see any life in the house. I rang the bell again. Nothing, no one came to the door. I rang the doorbell a third time halfheartedly and stepped down off the front porch. I followed the walk way around to the side of the house and called out. Hello. Is anyone home? Still nothing. I walked up to a gate that lead into the ocean side of the house and standing there on the deck was Mr. Keller. He was standing with his back to me,. I was just some guy that wanted to make a living in this hot beach swept city after 2 years of living on my own.There was still no place like L.A. though. Where else would you find this amount of shit going on? Wherever it was on a little black corner or a porcelain condo by the beach, you can always notice weird things going on all around, even working odd jobs throughout town. People throwing lots and lots of money around.Money I could never get my hands on.With that depressing thought I. "You should also dress up smartly." So, you think my dresses suck?" Yes, I do."She laughed, ruffled my hair and said: "Okay, let's go and do some shopping."She bought some smart and beautiful skirts, blouses, T-shirts and jeans, while I bought couple of jeans and some crazy T-shirts. After shopping, we went to a fast-food joint and had burgers.The next morning, I was ready for college and finishing breakfast when she came into kitchen wearing skirt and blouse she had bought yesterday.The skirt.