Foreword
She came out of nowhere.
"Hi," she said, and as he looked up, he found himself speechless.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"I'll bet you're waiting for my father, aren't you?"
"Yeah ... actually, I am."
She sat on the arm of the couch next to him. "You've got a long wait."
"Why do you say that?" he asked.
"Because I know him. He'll keep you waiting till you get sick of it and leave."
"Why?"
"To see if you'll put up with it."
He felt pissed and confused. He'd been promised an interview with the man, and he needed to talk to him.
She said, "I know how you can spend the time waiting, though."
"How?"
She giggled. "Let's fuck."