Eventually, they tried to buy me yet another beer, but I really didn't want to be impaired, so I declined, claiming that I was already too drunk. It w...s a lie, but I could tell that the idea excited them, and they accepted it without question. I even caught them exchange a couple of knowing glances afterward. Since I had declined their offer of another drink, they finally asked if I wanted them to show me around the city. So we ended up walking back through the market, and we found a seat on a. ‘What happened at the salon?’ Cooper asked. ‘Laura got a giant case of the nervous and started rambling about Gray not loving her,’ Callia answered with a sigh and rubbed her forehead tiredly. ‘Are you alright?’ Cooper asked. Callia nodded. ‘It was a long morning with Laura’s breakdown, and I didn’t sleep well last night,’ Callia murmured. ‘I noticed,’ Cooper said dryly. ‘I’m sorry if I kept you up,’ Callia’s voice was soft. ‘I’m just worried about you,’ Cooper told her. ‘I’m fine,’ Callia said. She knew that the men would tip her for her help, and she fell into the habit of wearing short skirts that showed off her juvenile panties when she leaned forward or bent over to retrieve a film from a bottom shelf. In a way, she knew it was a form of cock teasing, but she was so caught up in the excitement of the moment that she began to lose all sense of common decency and loved the tingles she got when she knew a customer was peeking at her exposed panties from behind.On payday, she went. The rest of Saturday evening was a washout for me mentally. I'd had no sleep the night before and soon gave up trying to think, because it didn't seem to be working. Poor addled and slow Harlequin needed at least a little sleep to be able to hold his one thought coherently.Sunday wasn't a lot better. I seemed to be fixated upon this woman whose entire life purpose seemed to be to try and make mine miserable. I pulled out my small date book where I had kept track of all of my dancing.