Mattappeared at the door. The con slipped low into the seat.“You sure you don’t want me to walk you out?” Matt saidto her, stopping ...er in her tracks.“No my car is right there,” pointing to the car the conwas sitting in, “Besides this is a small town remember?Nothing bad happens here.” Her statement brought a smileto Matt’s face.“One of these days that belief is going to get you in aheap of trouble girl! Good night Lacy.” With that. She tried to look straight ahead and keep walking, more out of cowardice than anything, but Rina would not let her. She walked right up to them.Laura had to stop. She saw the stricken, abandoned look in Rina's eyes."Is this her?" Rina asked quietly."Oh Rina..." Is it?" ... yes."Rina's eyes welled up with tears, but she turned before they could spill and ran toward the door, then out onto the sidewalk and was quickly gone.Karen put one arm around Laura's shoulders. "You don't have to tell me. No new faces. A couple of girls I’d dated back in high school, and a few a bit older. Two couples in their thirties. An older guy at the end of the bar, half-drunk already. Three other twenty-something guys looking to score. Oh, well…Then she walked in. She was nothing like my perfect girl. She was too tall, too thin. Her hair was too dark. Her skirt was too long. Nothing that I liked in a girl except, well, she was a girl.She walked up to the bar and ordered a white wine. Her voice was a bit. I mentioned some of her interests, hobbies and work. I encouraged him to be really aggressive but not pushy. Finally, because of his age, I would introduce him as my old neighbor.It was on for the following Saturday! I made plans for a late lunch at a trendy bar. He was going to randomly show up. Saturday finally came. My wife looked hot in a short skirt, stockings and lacy top. He just needed to arrive.He showed up and I made the introductions. My plan was at least being attempted! We.