"He leered at me, standing there naked in high heels and added, "There'san apron in the kitchen. Wear that."Not knowing what else to do, I sashayed nu...de and feminine into thekitchen, more alarmed than ever at how my breasts and bottom wereswishing and jiggling now. I didn't want to wear that silly apron, butonce the bacon started popping, I had no choice. It was white, frillyand tiny! The bib portion barely contained my modest breasts, and thebottom part hung just low enough to hide my. Because we were starting after lunch, I figured that it was likely wewould be in the studio until late that evening."What is it?" I asked Dad a moment later when I could tell that therewas something on his mind."I need to go to my office," he said. "With everything that happenedlast week, I haven't had a chance to go in since Wednesday, and thereare some things that I need to get done. Will you be okay here alone?"I smiled. I wasn't a little girl; I'd been alone before. "Yes, Dad," Ireplied. "I. "But what kind of trinket would represent that?"Raven looked around at the jars. "Well, the women you're looking for are available, so to speak. Maybe even on the market." I'm not trying to buy anyone," I said.Raven looked at me. "Not with money, but it's almost the same thing. You offer your affection and time, and they return the same. You both get something out of it." Her eyebrows rose and she turned to the shelves again. She pulled down a jar and opened it. "Think of it as an exchange of. Why don’t you brief him, and he can add it to his speech?”Bill quickly reviewed the short selling of Murphy stock and the fear that someone — about to lose a fortune — might stoop to industrial sabotage to prevent Murphy from performing on its contracts. He ended by saying, “Max, I think we have a real family here. The nice thing is everyone pretty well knows everyone else. You and your people will be alerted to the Pinkertons. You will know who they are. If anybody sees anyone he doesn’t.