She looked at me again. "Well, it's your life. She looks like a sweetheart. Deluded beyond my kin, but a sweetheart." She is," I smiled, thinking of t...hat kiss this morning in the driveway. "I wonder how her day's going. First day. New hospital." Sounds like fun," Ron interjected."She's an agency nurse," I said. "Like us being contractors. Always on the outside, no matter how competent." I know how that feels," Ron commiserated. "It's the story of our lives. Never thought of it for a nurse,. She startedworking with my eyes. First the eyeliner, then the mascara, Icouldn't tell what she was doing because she was standing in front ofthe mirror. She dusted my face with something and then started tocurl my hair.When she finally moved away, I couldn't believe my eyes. Myreflection looked nothing like me. I was shocked."Stand up and let me get a good look at you," she said pulling away."You look great, now go get on your shoes we have some shopping todo."I walked back to the side of the. .. like more than one?" That's right," she began to laugh, unable to contain the giddiness she felt. "How does three different couples sound?" Three? That's weird. So what happens now?" Now? Now they are bidding the price up. What I need to ask you is if you're willing to take a risk here and put a time limit on their offerings. Like say... it's twenty after five... so let's say I give them each one more bid, a final bid and we'll accept the highest of the three at that time."Not really caring. It only further lit a fire in me that has meabsolutely second guessing myself and dreaming of what could be...asimple beautiful exciting sexy life as a slut.Speaking of sluts...as I was walking back to my hotel room I had so muchrunning through my mind that I totally forgot that of course some slutwas going to be waiting for me. As I was getting closer, seeing thecurly black hair, that sexy toned 10 inch waist, DD chest which wasfollowed by a high pitched squeel of, "Maxey! Maxey! Maxey! .