V. with a good book." She rolled her eyes. Elaine figured she meant a boring textbook. "Oh, and I'll get pizza tomorrow night. My treat." Cool," said ...Chelsea. "I want one from that new place, what's it called? Slammin' salami?" Tony's Pepperoni, you dill," Kendra teased, giggling."Oh, yeah," Chelsea said, blushing as Elaine and Kendra cracked up."You're too much, Chelsea," said Kendra. "I better fix you up with Dale again." Noooooo!"Elaine smiled all the way down the hall to her room. She even. How do I know such personal details?You see, I have a heap of minature cameras hidden in the pool change room and in my step-daughter's bedroom. The girls talk about their sex lives (or lack thereof) when changing or showering. The recordings give me plenty of entertainment during the week. Kim, my wife, just doesn't like sex any more - she'd rather eat, sleep and breathe her volleyball team.I can disappear unnoticed for hours into my hidden viewing bunker - its attached to the pool house and. After a few snaps he put the camera down. "Right, you at the front, chest out more! And you, arch your back," he demanded. "As for you, new girl," he said pointing at Joanna, "Do you know where you are? Have you heard of the word sexy? Your tits even look bored, make your nipples hard like everyone else's so we can see them through the bikini." Joanna was absolutely mortified. How could she look sexy now when all she felt was the urge to burst into tears. Embarrassed and very much aware of all. Meriwether. ‘I think we should listen to Mr. Driver’s suggestion before we vote.’ Ms. Dickens objected to my making a suggestion. ‘I was sent here to expeditiously settle the estate, and fight for every dime the organization that I represent has coming to it. His plan will take months, and be far more costly than mine.’ ‘How do you know that until you’ve heard Mr. Driver’s plan?’ Ms. Meriwether asked. ‘Mr. Driver, would you care to tell us your reasons for objecting to the tag sale?’ Ms..