" She explained the details of the waiting list and told him it was totally unexpected. She was rapidly swinging her pretty leg, crossed over the othe...r, indicating her frustration.Watching her leg, he nodded in understanding. "Maybe we can work something out. You could put down some earnest money?" They continued to chat for an hour.She appeared to be distressed. "I don't know what to do now."Having known many high-tension corporate executives, he offered what he could. "Well, I do. Thursday is. Tammy Leigh had noticed as she'd gotten more and more comfortable in the dance club that several of the women became more and more friendly with her.She'd resisted any overtly sexual approaches but it had become apparent to Tammy Leigh that all she had to do was go along and there were several of her fellow dancers who would gladly take her to bed in a heartbeat.As Tammy went through not only her first routine of the evening but then her other scheduled turns on the dance platform as well, she. I knew anger would not get me answers to my questions and if I was too calm Sonya might not understand how upset I was. In the end I decided to wait until she was in front of me and then just say whatever came to me.When Sonya finally came into our room she didn't even look at me. She just went to her closet and started getting undressed."It was a good Party honey," Sonya said. "Everyone seemed to have a good time. The house and the yard are a mess but I am too tired to deal with that now. We. "No, I've been hidin' in the basement all day." Don't be a fucking wiseass, Richie, I'm not in the mood for it." Why? The job workin' ya too hard? That why you're home now?" Never mind why I'm home," Sandra snapped. "I told you, my work is none of your fucking business."Richie said nothing in reply. There was no point. Her mother knew better than to make further pretense anyway. She supposedly worked for a cleaning service. Richie was sure there was more to it than that.Richie tried not to look.