‘No charge,’ the barber said. ‘I’m be praying to God your friend, that she get better.’ By the time they returned home from the barbershop, ...Amanda had calmed down and told her daughter she was proud of her. >,>,>,>, ‘Nicole wouldn’t stop laughing at me,’ Madison smiled and sipped the coffee. ‘I remember a little girl that loved her best friend so much she shaved her head for her,’ Johnny smiled and sipped his own coffee. ‘I never ever stopped loving that little girl.’ Madison looked up. When each visitor left, Mr. Oldham would move from the round table, where he held the meetings, to his desk where his telephone was located. While he was using the phone, Stacy would come into the office and make notes on a single sheet of paper he kept in front of him. I enjoyed her brief visits.Denny greeted me warmly when he came in for a short meeting. "What are you going to be doing this summer?" he asked and I had to tell him I didn't know yet.Mr. Oldham answered that question for both of. First we stood at the bar and got a cup of coffee. We talked a little with a tall, slightly bald guy in the fortieth, Jens, we had seen him with his wife on a previous visit, and I found him slightly attractive and easy to talk to, polite and pleasant and in no way overbearing.Jens went into the film room and we talked a little with the owner and his wife.Soon after, we went into the film room, which was dark and only the film lit up a bit.There was filled with men in most sofas, but room on. However, I quickly went back to my old habits of looking up photos ofbitchy female celebrities on the internet. I would look at these womenand imagine how they would laugh at my small penis and how theirboyfriends were well hung real men. At work I thought about trying to geta date with some of the women there but I wasn't impressed by theirpersonalities, they didn't have the haughty attitude I was looking for.Over the weekend my mother paid me a visit at my apartment. I was stilltrying to.