<em>Jones - Driving home</em><br/><br/>As he rode home he could only think of Ruby. Was he really falling in love with a prostitute? The way she acted, spoke, looked it was all so seductive. He knew that those things were exactly what he paid for but he couldn't get her out of his mind. He felt pathetic for falling for her. This was what she wanted I'd come back for her and just spend more money. He was going back tomorrow that's for sure.<br/><br/>As he was entering his driveway his phone rang. "Who'd call me at this hour?" he thought. It was his boss. "I'm the first one to congratulate you on your new job. I'm fired and you're now the manager of the local bank.": he said. Jones was listening speechless. He couldn't say a word. He was astonished. "Monday you'll sign your new contract. I can ensure you that your old salary is going to be tripled." he said. When I asked him why he was this happy he replied with "I guess you haven't seen my severance pay. I'll see you on monday when I pick up my stuff."<br/><br/>Maybe he could afford to spend some extra money in the brothel after all.