‘I’m glad she let you know that,’ she replied. ‘The amount of trouble she gives me, you would never guess.’ ‘The name’s David,’ I said..., putting down my beer and extending my hand. ‘Sue,’ she replied. Her hand was soft and warm. ‘Christy told me she didn’t care what she got for Christmas. She was only thinking of you,’ I told her. ‘Thinking of me?’ she queried. ‘She is afraid you will be lonely without her at Christmas time,’ I explained. ‘Well, it will be peaceful,’ she replied. ‘No, she is. "Up next we have the dazzling Chloe."The lights dimmed, and whistles and cat calls filled the air. A lone spotlight singled in on the black curtain as the music began to play. It had a mysterious, penetrating beat. It was not "typical". Chloe emerged from behind the curtain and she too was not typical by any means. Her long wavy brown hair was reminiscent of burlesque, her face painted only with red lipstick and a hint of blush. Her body had beautiful curves. She was by no means cut from the. When she said that I knew I had a limited shelf life. Reflecting, it didn't bother me as much as I thought it would. I think the experience with my ex had burned me out on permanent relationships. I had made peace with it.I hoped Eric got the point, as as the days passed I forgot about it. We had pretty much filled all the parts, got everything we needed to go forward. There had even been some filming, which I got to see. It was on an island off the coast. They had gotten a bunch of Polar bears. She walked into the door a little late, I had already put the kids to bed,and the rest of staff had retired to their quarters. I was the only onestill up as she walked into the house. "Hey Steve", she said in a whisper."Hey Charlotte", I whispered back, "How was work today?" It went well, how did your day go?" Nancy gave me some trouble when I tried to feed her, but other than thatI can't complain." "Let me tell you Steve, your job is difficult. My feet really hurt; youshould give them a.