" How about my dates?" Bailey asked with a smirk."Beth, you wanna handle this one?" I said."Uh, probably not a good idea, Bailes," Beth said. "R.J. ha...s a way of getting even — as you might have noticed this evening."Bailey blushed."Bailey, I don't want to rush into things," I said and that seemed to be all the needed to be said between she and I at that point. "So how does this work?" Like a farm family," Sara said gleefully. "You be the Pa and we be the gals. Seriously, though. It's just a. With her perfume lingering in the room, Clay put his head on the pillow, already missing her. How someone he knew almost nothing about could affect him so was a puzzle. He closed his eyes and dozed, a grin on his face, his mood lighter than it had been in days. That’s how Shelby found him when she slipped into the room around noon. She looked at the way he slept and wondered what was going on in his head. He appeared less tense and stressed than he had when she left him only hours ago. ‘Clay?. Some of our clients take full advantage of these services, others only partial advantage, and still others do not partake in those services at all. We flex to whatever the client wants.”“And the pay?” I asked.“Your salary with my company would be at least four times what you earn at a commercial airline, and our clients tend to tip our stewardesses EXTREMELY generously for the services they provide.”As he said this, his eyes kept wandering down to my cleavage, and his hand kept adjusting his –. '' I cocked my head and mock sighed as if this was an everyday occurence I had grown slightly tired of. Placing my hands inside the waistband of my shorts I slowly pushed them down bit by bit watching her intently. She was becoming fevered looking and sounded like she was sobbing in a low voice. I felt my huge fat shaft straining against the top of the band as bit by bit it revealed itself until suddenly it broke free springing up and out swaying heavily with satisfying menacing purpose. She.