Are you a writer? Write me. I like long stories. But I’ll pay you nothing. I’ll just tell you stories and that way maybe we can have some fun.” He grinned. The woman was pleased that he paid attention and the conversation seemed to flow very well. “And how much?” The woman didn’t know how much she knew that the man paid her. She was a young wife with two children. She had a small amount of cash on her. She always helped her husband. A nice woman was she. She had only one child. They lived on the sixth floor of this high-class hotel. She had two daughters and one son. The daughter was two years older than her little son. So the mother did the cooking and the cleaning. She enjoyed the good life. The son had a passion for golf. The mother, as I said, was a nice lady. The daughter didn’t like children. She didn’t like the noise of their toys or noisy children. The son liked going with friends. He liked the party. The father often went out to the restaurant. He enjoyed watching movies and listening to music. He liked going shopping. But at times he liked spending his own money. He liked eating in nice restaurants. He liked going out to the