Once the song was done she raised her head, let go of me except for my hand and said “Now let’s drink!” Flashing that dazzling smile I had seen...before when she entered. Again I was dumbstruck and just followed her back to where her friend was. Her friend was sitting with her back to the bar and silently sipping from her glass. The light blue tube top she was wearing held up her breasts fairly well and let off enough cleavage to tempt the poor souls of men she targeted. Running down and. “I told her I’d go with her after I helped Emma.”I nodded and took the phone. “Hi,” I said.“Hey. Hanna said she’d come. Thank you for that.”“There’s no reason to thank me,” I assured her. “I didn’t tell her to do it. I left it up to her and she said she could be objective. I think you should know that if she gets a bad vibe off the guy, she might gouge out his left eye with a fork and replace it with his right testicle. I’m not going to tell her to behave, just like I didn’t tell her to go to. It seemed he had a perpetual week-old, white beard and shoulder-length, white hair. His clothes always looked slept in and he had the very distinguishable scent of marijuana smoke plastered to his body. My mother had certainly changed a lot over the last several years, too. She had never been a petite woman, but she was always in relatively good shape and took care of herself. Her once dark brown hair had turned partially gray. Her 5'5" body was now weighted down with about 150 pounds and her. I was going to be a whore in no time. Monday, I had an appointment with Linda. She’d help me sort all this out. Linda’s practice was booming – it seemed sometimes like most of the women in the city went to her. I myself had recommended her to half a dozen friends. I couldn’t speak highly enough of her. Since starting to see her a month ago, I felt like I had a whole new outlook on life. There was something. I could call Jenny, my friend who’d turned me onto Linda in the first place. She.