The space within was just as she remembered it, depressing, filthy, and very dark, being lighted only by the doorway, two large slatted windows in the... front and a single lantern making shadows dance on the wall.In this dark, hot place not overly roomy at the best, were gathered twelve or fifteen disreputable-looking men, sitting at tables, drinking together, talking loudly and obnoxiously to one another."All drunk I think," Isabel told Aba."Drunk or just boisterous," struck in the voice of Aba. It seemed one motion as he opened my blouse and brought his lips to my breasts where they came out of my bra. I felt him kick off his shoes and then he knelt down, took off his socks, and then grasped my ankles one in turn and gently, almost reverently, removed my shoes. The he rose and swooped my blouse off of my shoulders and I let it fall. I remember him walking me backward, bit by bit, until we had left the ‘suite’ part of my room and were then standing in the bedroom. His lips were a blur. Deb, (she told me to call her that) was one of the ‘in processing coordinators’ at the office I went to. She a cute, short, red-haired pixie and we seemed to connect at some level. She took all my information, and as I handed the completed forms she slipped me a piece of paper and said; “When you’re done here, call me.”I did not have any luck at her office, but a friend of mine that I talked to later, told me that his brother was looking for an electronics specialist for his detective agency. I. Jerry hoped they would balance out the fact that he had fucked up his original assignment, that of keeping his mom away from neighborhood entanglements which might cause trouble.The women were murmuring to each other over their drinks when the back door opened, and Lester led in his daughter, both now wearing robes. He had the girl by the hand, and she was hanging back a little, her small cameo face down and a flush staining her cheeks. Light glinted entrancingly in the dark red wealth of her.