A major bonus was that at the top there was an artiststudio. Tim was enraptured. "It's perfect, Merry!" he said, kissingher.She retuned the kiss with ...pleasure. She loved her husband so much.Meredith checked the paperwork and found everything Mr. Hampshire saidwas true. Meredith shook her head. Tax abatement and all, everythingwas marvelous. Tim always deferred to her on these matters as she wasan MBA and an accountant, but he kept smiling and saying he loved thestudio.They bought the house.A. .I made a mistake&hellip,. He began. Come in I invited. He followed me to the kitchen table. I started the coffee pot. I love Rachel. I really do&hellip,please, her mother wants her back so bad!! Then he started to cry. I couldnt lament, he had sent her to me with full knowledge of what I did to girls. I made them into courtesans, slaves for the wealthy. Tory, I touched his shoulder and he shuddered. It is done, it cannot be taken back, I said. It was as plain as I could explain it. But I was. My social life consisted of these once-per-week meetings: I was majoring in biology, which left little time for anything else. Dating was impossible unless the girl would finance it. This particular Saturday, I had volunteered to do some chores for the older woman who owned the house next to the one where I was renting a room: she would pay me $10/hr, which would provide a good month's worth of spending money for me. Her name was Melanie Jenkinson: I had met her once before -- when I moved in. It just kinda happened, what with Josh and Freddy living next door and my new, heightened libido, thanks to my man-slut of a boss. And then Josh kinda led to Luther, and Luther led to Malcolm.”For the next few minutes, both Chris and I listened with rapt attention as Jill gave Chris the lowdown on all that had happened in her love life since he’d left, with Chris uncharacteristically quiet as he listened, only speaking as Jill reached the end of her story.“Shit, Jill. And all this started.