I couldn't help but feel a strong surge of gloating at the fact that I was a semi-successful accountant on my way up the ladder while a member of the ...elite, who wouldn't have given me the time of day back in school, was working as a flight attendant. "You must've married David Perkins then."Her face soured a little. "Yeah," she nodded. "I did. It didn't last too long. He played a year at UCLA and then got picked up by the Dodgers farm team. He hurt his knee the first year and wasn't able to. They also didn't get to stay there unless denominations of twenties, tens or fives found their way beneath garters.A quick check of those tables told Maya and I that the other girls had done their job. Part of our routine when we weren't stripping or working a private room was to work the tables and to provide any assistance the girl, or girls, currently on stage required. This time the job had been to place thirty jugs of ice cold water six to a table, one to a customer.With the girls. As the miles slipped away, I wondered why this beautiful lady couldn't find some local talent to 'scratch her itch '... My mind wandered to how we met. Samantha had been referred to me by a lady friend of mine. As we spoke on the phone, she revealed that she was divorced, and her husband had accused her of being 'frigid' ,and ran around on her till she caught up with him. A good private dick had some intimate pics of him and his ??? Retaining a good lawyer, she had taken the. Her cute young face was stained with tears, and she looked up at him, then back at the bottle. Her expression was enough to break his heart, and he had to remind himself what a nasty little bitch she really was in order to retain his composure.Finally, and to his great relief, she gripped the frosted bottle and placed its opening to her lips. He cracked open one for himself, too, while his little girl drank greedily at her beer. He sat back down and looked at her."She wasn't really my mom," Amy.