She really did see nothing sordid or shameful about the transaction at all. It had brought both of them great pleasure and earned her a nice amount of...extra cash.But it was what that cash meant that mattered more. What it meant about her as woman. Her logic was warped and twisted but it was a kind of logic, nonetheless.“When he called to say wanted to see me again, I just had to say yes!”She looked at her two silent friends.“And that time - when I knew I was really being a whore - it was even. ”“What?” I said. She and Ann have been friends ever since she came to work with me. They hit it off immediately and giggled like schoolgirls when they met but I didn’t think Ann would confide anything like that to her. Gabby grinned.“So, I am right, No?” she said. “I may have an IQ of 156, but you don’t need to be a genius to work out that wife going away is going to leave her husband with something special to keep him on the straight and narrow path. N’est pas?”“Mais, Oui!” I said in a. Hope to see you around, Dr Lake.’ ‘You too, Dr Secord.’ After they’d left, Lake mentioned the bandages. ‘Long story,’ Laura said. ‘Let’s save it for another day.’ ‘Sure. Save room for dessert, by the by?’ ‘No way!’ ‘Good. Wanna take a walk?’ ‘No, not really.’ ‘Okay.’ He paid the bill and they got up to leave. He helped put on her coat as they walked outside, and waited as she put on gloves. ‘Look, I don’t want to be coy,’ she began. ‘I’m not a flirt, and I’m not a tease, but I like sex. You. "I'm leading."We turned right and managed to go about fifteen steps without hitting a wall. I started feeling confident and started to walk with a little more assurance. This guide dog thing was easy. It wouldn't be long now, I figured, until Michael and I could bid a not so fond adieu to our subterranean house of horrors.I was wrong.I realized this when one moment I was prancing merrily along and the next I was bouncing, yeah bouncing, flat on my face on something that felt a lot like a giant.