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Rachel looked down at her best friend, Staci, and wondered just what could have happened to have reduced her to this gibbering emotional wreck. She placed the two cups of tea down on the table and then sat beside her on the sofa, wanting to console her but not knowing where to begin. “Staci, calm down will ya! Tell me what’s wrong.” “Everything! Fucking everything!” sobbed Staci. Rachel put a consoling arm around Staci’s...

  I was a model before I was a Mrs. I did trade shows and conventions for 10 years, from the time I was 18 to just before I married at 29.   Part Time All The Time     When I worked a trade shows or a convention your main job as a booth girl as we were called was to get men to stop at the company’s booth and let the salesmen do the number on the people who might buy. We were ways dressed to kill, in my case I was the tall...

I was in a strange part of town, I had a late morning meeting, the meeting was dull and a waste of time, which was pretty much what I was expecting. I walked out of the office building and was feeling a little hungry, it wasn’t even 12h00 yet, but I thought I’d find a coffee and a little something. It was a nice spring day, the streets were quiet and I really didn’t know where to look for a café. I walked for a few minute...