The Fare- part ket (Shaera)

"Hello Phillip."

"Hello Sheara", Phillip replied glancing up into his rearview mirror at the beautifully pale woman occupying the back seat of his cab. Her eye's were like the night skies in the highlands unpolluted by the lights of the city. As always her attire was of a calibre several times beyond anything Phillip was used to seeing. Today he noticed she wore a quietly unassuming necklace of gold.

"I didn't frighten you this time?"

"No. It's gotten to where I can feel you now. I guess you've rubbbed off on me. You were already in the car when I backed out of the garage."

"How deliciously observant of you. Can you feel me know"

"Yes Sheara." Phillip answered not at all suprised by the hypnotically soothing rythym she had started.

"Here is today's schedule." she said handing Philip a list of times and places.

"What if I don't want to?"

"Please Phillip I need you. We are so good to each other."

"I'm not so sure I'm comfortable with our arrangement anymore."

"But our arrangement was laid out by you Phillip. I've always given what you've asked and all I've asked in return is a little of your attention." she purred.

"I want for times."

"Four times, you naughty boy."

" Four times the fare, Sheara."

"Four times your nomal fare it is, and something a bit extra." Sheara responded continueing he unseen manipulations of a moment earlier.