....she sure does! You're looking at half of her 'out' and the other half you look at every morning in the mirror!" "I somehow was afraid that was what you were going to say. Why me and why you?" "First, Linda can 'get her rocks off' playing with you and me. She doesn't have to 'go hunting' any more or run away from 'home'. Second, she thinks she just might be able to get out of the Lounge and get an honest job if she tries, though I doubt that like hell. She can't type, can't take shorthand and she doesn't have a high school diploma. Getting a GOOD job will be damn tough for her to do, given that set of problems. And, third, she thinks that because you are, shall we say 'well to do', you might be able to help her by giving her advice, perhaps loaning her a few bucks and helping her get a GOOD job." Paul sat and let the words run around in his head for a while. "Had, again!" he thought. Before he could say it....though he probably wasn't going to say it to Marla, Marla said: "Those are my words and my analyses, Paul. Linda won't tell you any of that and won't ask you. But I think I know her well enough to know what she's hoping for from you. If you can't 'deliver' on points two and three she's still going to take point one and enjoy it for all it's worth....which, in her case, is a lot....a real bunch." "Hummmmmm, and if I don't come across with points two and three I'm no better than her Goddamn husband. |