Let's see . . ." Linda walked over and started to look though my bags. "Oh isn't this nice, matching panties and bras." One by one she took them... out and laid them on the desk. "And this dress is gorgeous. I'm sure you'll look beautiful in it." "But . . .but I can explain . . ." was all I could say. "The obvious doesn't need an explanation, Dear. At this point it should be apparent to you that your life, as you have known it, is over." "You're divorcing me?" I cried out in. The reason I called, though, was I was asked to tell you to park in space number 15 in the building’s garage. It’s one of Clifford & Jamison’s private spaces.”“Huh?” Carol responded, utterly stunned. “That’s it? That’s the whole message?”“How much more do you want?” Kim asked. “What were you expecting? Me to offer you a job?”Carol thanked her for the information and hung up the phone, moving like a zombie. She was utterly stunned. Although everyone drove in LA, this was the very first interview. Ugh. Alaina gagged. She glanced over at Will. How can he be so cavalier when he’s—Wait, how is he talking so casually about this while scowling that hard? And it looks like he’s about to snap the steering wheel off. “So, um, what happened next?” she asked.“Alaina, we’re both reasonable guys. I talked to him a bit and we came to an understanding. I don’t think you have to worry about anyone finding out about your Class from him.”“Uh...”“Ah, and if he talks to you about anything that isn’t. I was more excited than I had ever been and could almost have orgasmed on the spot, but I held off. the longer I denied my orgasm the bigger it would be. Kevin curled his finger inside me pressing against the soft slippery skin inside me and just as I thought it couldn't get any better I felt a warm moist touch on my clitoris.I looked down unsure what he was doing and saw his face buried into my crotch and felt what I realised was his tongue start to flick quickly over my swollen sensitive.