" I hear Leslie's good?" Kylie asked."Not your caliber, not yet, but she has a decent set of pipes in that skinny neck. I mean, she's raw, no techniqu...e, but she can wail. That's all the folks will want." If you want I can coach her a little," Kylie blurted seeing an opening. "Just wailing isn't good for the voice chords." I can talk to her, sure. So, Cliff, can we count you in?" 'So long as nobody shoots at me until then, yes." Speaking of shooting, Cramer is clamping down on us. We're to wear. Now if you were to get a call that she was on her way with enough time to call some of your better customers, how much do you think your business would profit? two, three even four times as much as normally? now multiply that by 12, that's a chunk of change now isn't it Jake? Still want to charge me for the video Jake?" Errr, well if you put it that way Hank, uuhh sure I can eat the cost I guess, but you sure she will come back? these kinda broads, er ahh sorry, ladies are usually a one shot. She was tall and slender, with a divine hourglass shape. Her bosom rested kindly on the table, and the arch in her back caused her behind to protrude, but whether intentionally or not, I was unsure. Dressed in black heels and a striped jumpsuit, she looked more like she should be clubbing rather than getting on a plane. She squealed when she saw me with the two rocks glasses.“OMG, you didn’t run off!” She grasped outwards and took one glass from me. In a quick, surprising motion, she also lept. I smile and sit there for a few minutes. ‘No why?’ I reply. A few minutes later my phone goes off. ‘Would you be up for some fun later?’ appears on my screen. I know what that means. It’s code for can I get some later. ‘Yea’ I text him back. ‘Be ready when I get there.’ He replies. ‘Ok see you in a bit.’ I text back. I get up from the steps and walk in to the house. I take a shower and get dressed. I don’t bother with makeup, cause I know I’ll just sweat it off. After I dress I take my phone.