She looked at her clock, and it was 12 midnight. She was starving, “I guess it’s because I didn’t eat dinner.” She said to herself, walking to... her door. She opened it, and headed downstairs. She heard grunting noises from her brother’s room, but didn’t bother to look. She got downstairs, and headed to the kitchen, for some water, and maybe a snack. She walked in, and her dad was there, looking in the fridge, in a robe. “Hey dad!” she said, smiling. He looked at her, “Hey sweety.” he closed the. We sat in silence through the appetizer, watching the belly dancers go by and just enjoying each other's company. Finally he said, "So maybe we can get together for lunch next Wednesday and Thursday before I go, at least?" Definitely," I said, leaning up to kiss him. I didn't mention that I had been given Wednesday off of classes, including string ensemble practice. In the back of my mind a plot had already begun to form.The trip to New York was a lot of fun, both studying other people's photos. I stopped and thought. Do I really want to go back there? To the still nameless man who wanked off over me this morning? I realised I did. I wanted to show him the outfit he’d given me, and gauge his reaction. This time, when the buzzer sounded as I opened the door, I was ready for it. I looked over at the counter and there he was. He had just glanced up from a magazine, when he did a double take. I smiled and walked over to him. He gulped, then started, “Hello.” “Hi.” He looked me up and down,. “By damn!” he rumbled again, extending a huge hand towards Graydon, expecting a handshake in return. Graydon nearly toppled backwards in his chair, he was so startled by the big man’s action. The massive chair saved him from that embarrassment; he was able to regain his composure in time to reach out and take the man’s hand.“Obviously you are Graydon Williams!” Goode exclaimed. “It is a pure pleasure to meet you, young man!”Goode turned to regard Graydon’s elder companions.“I would guess that.