She broke down in tears. "Jane maybe we can come to an arrangement " I sympathised I had been where she was now. Struggling alone and financially in a... hole. "I …would appreciate that Dave" "Boys hop in the back of the truck" they clambered in. " Your mum and I are just going to the shed. Be back soon ." I smiled and guided Jane to the shed. "I can give you my last $20" she begged. "Jane you owe me $200. Keep your $20. You have nothing that I want except a very attractive body. Each time we fuck. "This had been going on how long?" I met Stacey at the club," Heather explained again. "It was right after I got fired from Pablo's. You had taken me in, and suddenly I had this great job." But what happened there?" I asked. I was convinced something had occurred at the club, something that I was going to hate hearing about, but felt I needed to know. "Is that where you got all those... ideas?" I pressed. The night Heather had tried her bondage games on me was one of the most frustrating of my. I’d have no joy and misery by taking unhallowed vows.I’d exist on this plane in misery with the ignorant souls on this Earth.I’d corrupt all the innocent souls from the time of their birth.Since time began you searched throughout and harvested souls like mine.You patiently waited for our time of death and collected us by design.Some are minions, some are demons and some are like I am;We would exist on this Earth as Generals of the Damned.You commanded me to survive and corrupt all innocent. The mocking smile on her face stopped him. All he could mutter was "caught me, huh?" "Well," she asked,"have you made up you mind?"He just stood there, red as a beet. "Well, then, lets start with this one. It's nylon tricot and is a heavy denier. It was very popular in the fifties and early sixties. Bet your mom had one of these," she teased as she modeled it for him, turning this way and that, striking poses as the smooth nylon clung yet didn't gather,showing her curves. He was surveying.