I decided that it was time to serve dinner and asked Cynthia to help me in the kitchen. A few minutes later we came back into the living room carrying... two plates each. We were now both topless, I just had on my tiny skirt and high heels, Cynthia had taken off her jeans too, leaving her in a thong and heels. When they saw us big grins spread across Jims and Bills faces. I took the grin on Bills face to mean that we would be having fun afterwards. We placed the plates on the table, and then. I looked from Roger to Robert. “That can’t possibly be the best you can do. You’re factoring in his medication ... What, did you make a plea for insanity? This is fucking insanity. He isn’t crazy, you asshole.”Roger took an imposing step towards me. “I think we will have to continue this discussion when I come back from lunch.”There was a heavy silence. All of the work I’d done, the years I put in under Roger, the respect I’d had for him ... and yet now we were strangers. He was a little man in. "They negotiated?" she asked breathlessly."Not very much," said Bob. "They were pretty adamant about ... what did you call it Gus? ... ripping me off?" Yeah, they tried to slam him all over again. I thought I was going to have to call 911 or something," said Gus, sitting down in his chair and leaning back."But you said it went fine," said Margie. Her hands were shaking."Well, we settled for a lot less than we could have gotten in court, or I should say we will settle for a lot less in..." He. My fingers brushed hers without her calling the cops so I was happy for baby steps.Optimism is never a word used to describe me so I waited for the protestations to begin. They never did. Licking my lips sensually and symbolically, the gawking bikers broke into whoops and hollers like auditioning for Pee Wee's Big Adventure 2. The only thing missing was "Tequila." Why don't we go somewhere quieter?" Alexa recommended to my disbelieving ears. Before replying I checked her for an Adams Apple or.