She tells me to open it up and check itscontents. I find a wristlet change purse, a compact, a tube of lipstick,a couple of pens, a small perfume bott...le, a bottle of mauve nail polishand as I get to the bottom, three feminine hygiene pads. I look up at heras I am holding them in my hand. She tells me that is what a girl my agewould have and then points me to the bathroom. She then notes that if Idig a little further, I will find two tampons. I look at her and she saysthey are for Sunday when. Before the change, Mother and I enjoyed collaborating on the original and unique dresses. A couple of the women we dressed and I fucked became the plain woman's clients.Of my three remaining regular clients, like the plain woman, the secretary enjoyed at least one date a week free of charge. The women fitted for dresses paid extremely well for the event, more than making up for the limited cash the secretary could pay me.Her affair with the heiress became erratic and volatile. The problem. When he was done cooling off, he got dressed and we headed back to our campsite. We made drinks, and smoked another joint. After we had some lunch, we had some more drinks. Several in fact, and by early afternoon, we were already drunk. We once again started talking about sex, and he started telling me about an old girlfriend he had dated, and how they used to have fun with sex. They would experiment with whatever felt good, wherever they were. After a couple of these stories he told me how. I was a basket case.“That was my day. It was actually better than the month that followed it. I didn’t know that anyone could cry like that.”“Sorry.”“So tell me about your day.”Dexter was quiet for a moment wondering how to explain what he had felt.“You’ve seen the video of me getting fired.”“Yes, I have.”“Well, I knew the minute I walked into that meeting that it was the last day I would be working there. It had been coming ever since the day that Mark died while talking to me on the phone.”“I.