Very much like the ones I used to dance on in my younger days.Angel & I were still in our short pleated skirts and our tube tops with the red high hee...ls and when I saw that pole I looked over at Mark and sure enough he had a big grin on his face. Stopping here for lunch was no accident. Mark knew about this place and I now knew what was coming.We had sandwiches and beer and afterwards Mark handed me some money and said, "you and Angel pick out some tunes on the juke box and then you can show. As she climbed in, he asked grinning, ‘Find everything you needed?’ ‘Yup,’ she said, and, without meeting his stare, began backing out. ‘Are leftovers okay for dinner?’ ‘Yeah, sure,’ said Bill, and then asked, ‘What’s for dessert? I’m really hungry for something juicy. Do you have anything like that?’ Keeping her eyes on the road, she made a half-grin, and said, ‘I think I have something that might interest you.’ ‘Is it cold? I like my desserts hot.’ This time, she gave him a look that would. . right, right," I nodded."Just looking out for you little bro," Brandi smiled and hopped up the stairs to her bedroom. I was simultaneously thankful and annoyed at her. Thankful, because it never would have occurred to me to call my "girlfriend" upon returning from a month away and it WAS a good idea. Annoyed, because SHE had slept for most of the drive home and had the energy to hop while I still couldn't sleep in a moving vehicle and was feeling bone tired.I staggered over and told my mom I. Rosalind would be here in the US for a week but part of the trip I’d have to give her up on Friday because she has relatives outside Chicago that she wanted to visit for the weekend. An amazing woman, Rosalind is a fitness buff and therefore well toned. She’s in her late fifties but looks better than most women I’ve known in their thirties. She wouldn’t understand this but there is something compelling in her accent that attracts me to her like a cobalt magnet. In general, people’s accents.