And laughed as I felt my dick hardening and so did she. We were both feeling pretty good from the drinks and she leaned up and whispered in my ear tha...t she wanted to go outside and slid her hand down taking my hand in hers and gave me this devilish look as she walked me outside.In the parking lot she asked me where my car was and I walked with her to it and opened the passenger door and she got in and I got in the driver’s seat and she started to make out with me as she reached out and pulled. "That I had the hots for another man? Maybe I do, but there's only one man for me, and that's you! Besides, that Tony is an arrogant prick. He treated me like I was some kind of whore, so even if I was attracted, that ended when he couldn't be bothered to treat me like a lady and started feeling up my ass." Well, that's what barbersluts have to expect, babe," Cal laughed, leading his wife toward the elevators. She pouted prettily."I told you, I'm not a barberslut, except for you." But Cal. I think we can deal with this if you'll justgo along with a plan I'm working through in my mind. Will you?"Unwilling to commit to anything without hearing about it, I said, "Idon't know. Let's hear it." I was furious that I let myself getcaught in this situation."Okay. Here's what I'm thinking," she began. "If you'll agree topretend to be my maid for the weekend, I think I can finesse usthrough this. As for how I explain Lee's absence, I think now is asgood of a time as any to address this. Ça coûte combien?”Shattering my daydream, his heavy flannel and fleece trapper cruelly reaffirmed that I was not back home in North Carolina; that I was in Montreal, that it was November, and that it was a blasphemous seven degrees below zero outside. Centigrade, that is—I never did quite grasp the conversion to what I still considered the real temperature. I studied his little box of gismos.“Um, a loonie each?” I offered.In fact it really didn’t much matter. As best I could tell, Madame.