It was an inexpensive place, but one with pretensions. Bean sprouts figured on several of the sandwiches. There were wraps listed on the menu above th...e counter, and the names of dishes included state and city names. An hour and a half before noon, it was empty except for the diminutive lawyer seated at the back most table.Jason was a shade above middle height. He was balding which made his thirty some years appear a decade older. He had put on his best gray suit for this occasion. It was. I look out the big window at the city and wonder if anyone has ever seen me. I wish that thought was enough to finally make me stop coming here. But I need to be here. It's an addiction. I HAVE to be here.He's ready for me. He looks up from his desk and turns his chair out to the side. My invitation. I walk over to him without looking at his face. My knees hit the carpet in front of him. My hands reach for his belt and then his zipper. Forgetting the window and my girlfriend, my total focus is. ”I about fell out of the tub. She walked over to the tub and then dropped her towel as she stepped carefully and slowly up the steps to the side of the tub and I offered her a hand down into the tub. Before either of us knew what was happening, we were standing together in the middle of the tub, inches apart.Time stopped. I could see the moonlight reflect in her eyes. The tip of her tongue parted her perfect lips and then slowly slipped back in. As if pulled by her retreating tongue, her. He wished to be a better person, for he had made many bad choices and did not lead the most honorable life. He wanted to be worthy of the affection of his dream girl if ever he met her. However, try as he did to better himself, he failed repeatedly. Then one day a new girl showed up at church. Her name was Rachael. She was from Alabama. She had long dark brown hair, golden brown eyes, tan skin, and a sexy curvy body. Travis thought she was cute, but he did not take much notice of her.