I need to tell you a little bit about my situation. I am a single mother of one. I am 23 and my daughter is two years old. As you can imagine, I don't get much time to myself. I love being a mother don't get me wrong. But, as a woman, I have needs too.

I don't have much of a chance to meet men. Actually, I never get the chance to meet men. The only time I get to meet men is when I am at work. Usually I am so busy, that I don't have the time. I work at the check out line at a grocery store. I run the register and help bag the stuff. We have school kids that are supposed to help bag the groceries, but some times they don't do their jobs. I don't know what they are doing. I don't get on them about it though. I know they are kids and don't really want to work. They are just looking to make enough money to buy the things that their parents won't get them.

I usually work at least six days per week. I don't make much money, so I have to work as much as I can. The owner is really nice and gives me overtime if I want it. Of course I take it, but I really don't want it. But, I have to make ends meet. If I didn't, I wouldn't be able to afford living.

I don't regret having my daughter. She is the reason why I get up every morning. Though, I do wish that I could have been older when I had her. It is nothing against her, I just want to live a life. Is that selfish? Is it selfish to want to live? If so, I am guility.

I also would have liked to been older so I could have been more prepared. If I had known what it takes to raise a child, I would have gotten an education. I would have went to college or got some training. That way I would have a good job and wouldn't have to work so much. But, I might be able to go to college when she goes to school. I talked to a woman at the community college and she said that I can get government money to go to college if I want to. I want to, but I don't know if I could work at the grocery store and go to college. On top of all of that, I would have to take care of my daughter too.

Mr. Keller who owns the grocery store says that if I go to college for business, he will let me run the store. Mr. Keller has several different grocery stores. He says I am a good worker and would love to have me take over one of the stores. He says that soon he will want to retire and will need someone to run the store for him. I will think about going to school to do this. I like him and I would like a better paying job. He says that I could be at work while my daughter is in school. By the time she got off school, I would be off work. That sounds great, but that is some time down the road. I have to deal with today and not just tomorrow.

I asked my sister if she would watch my daughter for me. Just for a few hours just so I could get out of the house. I wanted to go down to the bar and have a few drinks. I knew that if I bought one, I could find guys that would buy me drinks. I know that sounds bad, but when you don't have money, that is how you do it. The way I see it is, I am a cheap drunk. I don't have to drink ten drinks to get drunk. After about four or five, I am feeling good.

I walked down to the bar. It is about a twenty minute walk from my house. I thought that I could use the walk to remove some stress also. Walking is my way of getting rid of stress. It seems to work. By the time that I went into the bar, I was relaxed. Relaxed enough to be able to have some fun.

I walked into the bar and the cigarette smoke hit me right in the face. I really wish that they would make these places no smoking. I can't see why we can't have at least one bar that doesn't' allow smoking. I know that some people like to smoke while they drink, but there are also those of us that don't like to be around smoke.

I walked up to the bar and ordered a beer. I walked around while I drank the beer. I was trying to see if there was anyone there that I knew. The place was so packed and the music was so loud, I could hardly think. I ended up taking my beer to the counter and sitting there. I figured that if there was going to be any men that was going to buy me a drink, I would find them there.

I was only half way done with my beer before a man came up to me and asked me if I would like another drink. I drunk the rest of my beer and gladly took another one. To be honest, I only took three dollars with me. Just enough to buy one beer. That is all the money I could spare. I figured that if I couldn't find a man to buy me drinks, I would just go home. At least I would get out of the house.

"Yes I am. Are you?" I asked.

"No, I am here on business." He said as he tipped a beer bottle to his lips.

"My name is Jack. What is your name?" He asked.

"My name is Beth." I said after I took a drink of beer.

"Did you grow up around here?" Jack asked.

I hate this kind of conversation. I knew he wanted to get into my pants. But, he had to use small talk to get there. I guess there is no other way around it. If he would have asked right away to fuck, I would have been offended. If there is one thing that is true, it is that you can't please a woman. I'm a woman, and I know that.

"I've lived my whole life in this city." I said while drinking my beer.

"I'm a repair man. I am working on the air conditioning unit down at the apartment place. You know, that place that is called Beach Tree Apartments." Jack said.

"I know that place." I replied.

"They needed to have their air conditioner looked at. The whole thing is fucked up. I don't know if we can fix it. There is eighty fucking apartments there and not one of them has air conditioning." Jack said frustrated.

While I wanted to feel bad for Jack, I couldn't. Chances are he was making good money working for that kind of company. I can't imagine that he would make the kind of money that I make. I wouldn't trust someone doing that kind of work with such little pay. I know that doesn't make sense, but I wouldn't trust just anyone working around electrical stuff like that.

"Sounds like one hell of a job." I said shrugging my shoulders.

Most women would have seen this guy as a meal ticket. Maybe they could get into his pants and then have him pay their bills. I know women like that. There are loads of single mothers out there who would spread their legs for some help paying the bills. In their minds, this doesn't make them a whore. But to me, it makes them worse than a whore. They are worse than whores because at least a whore is honest and up front. When you fuck a whore, you know that you will be paying them money. When these single mothers are on the hunt for a sugar daddy, they don't tell the man what they really want. All they do is lie to them.

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