Samantha sat a small round table, twiddling her thumbs in front of the place setting before her. Connor had left to go to the restroom while they were waiting on there order. She looked up as he came smoothly, strolling, in, almost gliding from the west end of the restaurant. He smiled at her as he approached the table. She half smiled back, and blushed a bit. He sat down across from her and cleared his throat while taking his cloth napkin from the table and placing it on his left thigh.

"So, Samantha. Uh, what do you do." He asked with spunk in his voice.

"Well, I am a bank teller at First National on the west side, it attend night classes at the University. My major is secondary education."

"So you like children!" he replied with a bit of enthusiasm in his voice.

"Uh, no. Actually I cannot stand ki

ds, but I figure I can probably deal with teenagers, and teaching is the only thing I really see myself enjoying for a living, though, I do like my job at the bank. Katie tells me that you're in med school."

Conner was uncomfortable." Oh my. It sounds so horrible. I am so sorry. Your father must have been devastated. Uh...."

Before Conner could stop the conversation, Samantha interrupted, and continued. "It is weird, because I never freaked or cried or anything. Hell, yeah. Shit never was the same. That is why I *censored*ing hate her. Life was great until she did that bull*censored*. She was real *censored*ed up now that I think about it. She was beautiful with light green eyes and blond hair. Everybody loved her. I remember the parties the most. There were tons of gorgeous skinny women everywhere wearing long sequins, silk, and satin gowns, and handsome dark men in coal black suits and tuxedos. There were about every one of these parties every two months, along with the dinner parties thrown every three weeks. My mother would bath me and dress me like a little porcelain doll. She would tell me how important it was for a girl for a lady to look beautiful all of the time. She would tell me that was why daddy loved her so much. She, would, then set me down on her bed and get ready herself. I had to watch. How she took the most care in everything she did, and she would carry out the most tedious tasks on her eyes, hair, and nails, to get ready. By the time she was finished the party had already began, but she knew that and that was the way she liked it. After she got ready, she would grab my hand and knowing she was the most beautiful woman

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