the driver instantly handed her two, fifty dollar bills. ‘He wanted the same thing as always, a quick and meaningless fuck.’ She sat in the seat, closed the door and started observing the driver as he pulled into a narrow ally way. Today he wore a blue t-shirt, khakis and white sneakers. His hair was brown and she noticed that he got a haircut prior to his last visit. She hated men with long hair, but she couldn’t ever figure out why. She was wearing a white, Thick clothed