He was worried about me, so he stayed the night and slept on the couch.I was still in bed when the doorbell rang this morning. My friend answered it ...or me, and then called to me, “I think there is someone here to see you.”There was something odd about his voice and I wondered who could possibly be at the door. I walked into the living room and he swung the door totally open. Standing in the doorway was a beautiful young woman in a very short black dress. It was obvious that she had nothing. " But Elaine," I said, flustered. "I'm 48 years old! I'd look ridiculous!" Your dad's 79," Elaine countered."Yes," I replied, "but it's OK for him. He's the one living in shelteredhousing. He doesn't have to go outdoors in a frock. It's me who'd be theone driving across town looking like a... like a..." The word is "woman", Charlie. Trust me, your dad would be thrilled tosee you getting behind him like this."The whole idea was outrageous. "Why are you even suggesting this?" Iasked."Well, I'm. "She felt how wet she was and realized how turned on she actually was at the prospect of prostituting herself. "You're gonna bend me over the hood of your car?"He smiled and looked her over like she was a piece of meat. Maybe she was. He held out the crumpled money and said, "Get in."She grabbed the handle and pulling open the door she looked around to see if anyone was looking. A car full of teenagers slowed to honk their horn and whistle as they passed. One of them yelled, "Whore!" She felt. If you need me, I'll have my cell."Everything was going well on the jobs but I stayed a little longer than I should have to visit with one of the property owners. That threw me late for lunch and I got to the Sloan's about 1:30.Jasmine met me at the door and the first thing I did was apologize for being late. "Mrs. Sloan, I'm sorry for being late. I got tied up with one of the property owners and ran over. I tried to call but I only got the machine."Mrs. Sloan giggled then said, "Don, I told.