I got ready for bed and turned out the light and went to sleep. I awoke the next morning, and every part ofmy body was sore. My cunt felt totally raw,...my arms and legs ached, I couldbarely walk. It even hurt my mouth eating breakfast. I was eagerly awaiting thewatching of the videotapes. I put the first one on, the one of my self in bed. Thingswere a little different this time. I saw myself laying sleeping and everytingstarted as it had the previous night, only this time I could see shadows. " Yeah, I've felt something that made me think you think that," she said."Listen," I said. "If this is going to be your last night here, I want to send you off with a ba-- er, in style. One last dance, and I promise you a very big tip. To tide you over till you land at a new place." It's a deal," she said.She led me back to the private area and I sat down on a soft couch, sinking backwards into its cushions. I looked up at the curved mirror which was mounted at the end of the room, and saw the. Sorry.” He was actually being nice?“Thank you. I just came back to get the house on the market.”“So how have you been? Where have you been?” he asked.“Look, I’m not really interested in going into that. I appreciate your condolences, but I never got along with my mother and I don’t plan to be back in Fargo again,” I said.“Okay. Ah ... I’m glad I saw you, though. I just wanted to say thank you.”“Huh? For what?”“I know you left town because of what I did to you. I assume you got an abortion. I feel like ham and eggs this morning, how about you?"She smiled at me, "Me, too. I slept great last night, and am starting to wake up hungry."Sharon followed me into the galley, and sat at the small table. Soon she was sipping her coffee, watching me cook breakfast. "I've known you almost a year now, and you never told me you could cook. Any other surprises?" Yep, I also play the accordion, tap dance, and juggle." I deadpanned while placing breakfast on the table. She smiled at me as I seated.