And we haven't fucked since the day school got out, ya know?"I shifted in my seat a little, which apparently wasn't lost on Tom."Uh-oh…is all this t...alk giving you a stiffy too?" Don't worry. Buck up, little camper. Who knows, maybe Tracy will finally be the one…?" He kind of trailed off after that and looked over at me, almost like he expected me to answer for once.I gave him a quick "yeah, right," and we drove on more or less in silence until I turned onto Sandra's street and pulled up in. I wonder how an auction would do? Nah, don't want any mess with disappointed bidders."She turned on her heel and was gone.Sharon sat back, absent mindedly playing with her ear tendrils. I wonder? Personal maid? Nanny? Corporate maid? School or hotel. There's that whorehouse for women. Maybe they'd like something different. Exotic dancer? Wonder if this dudette has any clerical skills? Sharon brought up her client data base and began building queries.Chapter ThreeMarilyn strode off the elevator,. If you ever have to do a speech to some wayward woman about what constitutes great breasts, feel free to mention mine,’ laughed Diane. ‘Or am I being too presumptuous?’ ‘Honestly? You’re way up there on the list of women with beautiful breasts,’ praised Steve. ‘Especially now that you have that ‘glow’. You’re just about perfect in my estimation.’ Diane stopped dancing and threw her arms around Steve and kissed him on the lips. Then she sheepishly looked around to see if anyone noticed. She saw. Sorry if my last message seemed like I wasn’t anxious to see you, sometimes finances can be a real headache. I really liked the pictures you’ve sent, can’t wait to see you up close and personal, inserting the chuckle emocon for effect. Well, I’m gonna go finish my watch, drag that store owner out of bed if you have to, after all this I really want to see just how hot you look in your 5” red heels, short shorts and halter…not to mention that fur coat. You better be ready.