Bill looked up, stared at me for a minute and shrugged, “Why, because she's blonde?" he waved his hand dismissively and went back to talking to the person next to him.

“Problem?” Marv asked, coming over to take Dave's now empty beer bottle.

“You know you have a celebrity working here?" Dave asked him, "Your waitress is a porn star!"

“And you're a drunk asshole." Marv told him with a scowl, “Mary's been here for years, she's like family, now how about you pay up and get the hell out of here?"

“What do you own..." Dave stopped when Marv smirked and tapped the tag on his shirt that read “Marv Vincent"

"Yeah, whatever." He dropped a twenty on the bar and giving me a nasty smirk said, "Loved you in Molly Rides Again." “What a dick." Marv said, “You okay, Mary?"

"Yeah." I nodded, “I think I'll have a couple more then you can call me that cab."

"Okay." He nodded grab it tomorrow." “I'UL have Joe pull your car around back, and you can

“Thanks Marv."

“Can't believe that guy thought you were some porno queen." He shook his head, “You're a mother for Christ's sake, what mom would do that?"

“I'll take another drink now." I sighed. seer

"You're home, ma'am." The Taxi driver spoke up, startling me out of my alcohol induced fog, "You need any help getting to your door?"

“No, thanksh," I slurred, digging two twenties out of my purse and handing them to him, "That's a shweet offer though!"

I got out, stood up and promptly leaned back against the cab as my house turned into three houses before my eyes.

“Wow.” I murmured.

I took a few halting steps and tripping on my heel would have went down had the cabbie not ignored what I'd said and gotten out just in time to catch my arm

“Like I said, let's help you inside." He said, slipping his arm around my waist and guiding me up the walkway to the porch.

“okay, I'll let you make you feel better I told him, smiling at him, “Only cause it will

“I appreciate that." He grinned at me.

“You're awfully cute." I told him, looking into his blue eyes, “How old are you?"

“Twenty three." He said.

“Aw, you're jusht a pup." I sighed, “My son's almost as old as you." “Well I would have never thought that." He smiled, “You don't look my mom's age."

“You love your mom?" I asked as he pretty much had to pull me up each of the porch stairs.

“Of course I do." He answered, "She's awesome."

“You ever want to fuck her?" I gave him a lop sided smile, “Don't worry, I won't tell."