I might get some conversation going.” It was a wild idea. It was the one who groped me when he came in the door. Eporner I did not want to even think about it. I leaned there and sipped on a Lone Star and looked around. “I love to perform,” she told me. “I hope I don’t live to regret this,” I told her, only half joking. She loved to go to the jazz clubs in East Dallas. “Have fun,” I told her. They are both on right now.” I nodded and left. I did not want to even think about it. We do not welcome un-vouched for strangers into our midst. She was a tiny dishwater blond from east Texas who was starving for company, any man’s company.
