Bob reached over and filled their glasses again, "Do you have any idea what you're going to do after you sell your shop?" I thought that I would take ... couple of weeks off and then try to float my resume to some head-hunters and try to find out what's out there. I took business in college and at one time I had visions of going for my MBA. I think that I would be good at marketing. I was a wiz at that in college and I did Ok with my own shop. It's going to be strange starting out in the. Just acceleratingand braking with my heels was totally different than usual. Finally, Imade it to the shop and thankfully there was only one car in the parkinglot.I steeled my nerves, trying to convince myself that I could do this. OnceI entered the place though my anxiety returned. The one customer was inthe back, apparently watching videos or some sort of peep show. The clerkwas an older guy, with slicked back hair and stared at me in a creepyway. I imagined they didn't have many women. "To hell you're leaving!" Tyler screamed, pushing Whitney back, the girl falling onto his bed before standing back up, looking very pissed."What the fuck is your pr-" Whitney started, before being cut off by Eric."Our problem is that you were trying to steal from our friend here. And we have video proof to give the cops" the boy flat out lied. The girls believed him, however, and were stammering their objections."Look girls, I offered you a way to get your money back, and instead, you come in. Where are all these people going I wonder?When I exit the security area a loud roar goes up. The crowd surges forward. There is my mother and father. My sister and her husband. A beautiful woman throws herself into my arms and hugs me. I can't breathe. DAMMIT I WILL NOT CRY.The woman finally releases me and turns to face the crowd with me. She has wrapped her arm around my waist. God she's still as beautiful as I remembered her. She's wiping tears from her face.I look down at the woman hugging.