Amy met Paul the same day, he proposed to his fiance. She waited at their table. She was the one who gave them the menu, written and off cause form then on, she gave herself to him. She was the one who gave him the bill as well as other payments he said he would take care off for her. Foolishly she thought she met Mr Right, yet he belonged to someone else, he was Mr Right now. And it did not matter much, not when it came to matters of the heart. Because he gave he many tips that made up for all she ever made in a day. She had heard about her position from many other woman. But she protested she was not selling her body him. Yet each time, their meeting would result in transactions. And though she knew he did not care much, she still gave her a full time position in her life. Amy thought she was in love with a man who was getting married to some other girl. She fell in love and swore he caught her. For he never refused being loved by her, everyday, each day, every time. She knew that her heart bled for him. She felt like herself when they were together, no matter how brief their meeting was. Until Beth told her to back off from their lives. She called her names she only heard and seen on tv. Of characters she never really liked, the kind she shunned and talk dirty about. And there she was, fully aware of her position in Paul’s life, that she was the other woman….