Look at the expressions on your face. Hell babe, I'm giving you the chance to relive one of the most sexually exciting times you ever had."She had loo...ked at him with disgust on her face, "Why are you doing this to me? What did I ever do to you that you could bring yourself to do this to me?" Nothing Syl, but I need to close this deal and you are my best shot at getting it done."She had thought about what might happen if Brad actually let the pictures get out. She was sure her husband wouldn't. Damnthat woman!"He didn't hear anything that weekend nor the following week but he didsend some pictures on a daily basis. He thought about stopping, gettingrid of those ridiculous nails and buying some new underwear but decidedto play it safe. Just because he didn't hear from her didn't mean hewas off the hook but it gave him hope.Friday he turned down the offer to have some drinks using another flimsyexcuse. Thanks to his long nails and lingerie he had to sever all ofhis outside. He looked at her, standing at the bottom of the stairs wearing only a thin cotton robe in a startling shade of red that brought out the fiery red highlights in her waist-length brown hair, which was tangled from sleep. Ariel thought to herself, "Wow!!! He looks so fine sitting there in his underwear and t-shirt! It's like God made him just for me! Thank you ever so much, God!" and she smiled, her cheeks still rosy from sleep.Jack stood up and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her and. He told me that was nonsense and order me a scotch and told me to come over to the stool next to him. They both introduced themselves, Marco (white guy) and Ken (black guy). They were also watching the game which was coming to an end but we somehow managed to finish a second scotch together. This was now my 5th drink and I was getting pretty buzzed and was glad I was almost able to call it a night. With a minute left in the Marco called over the bartender and order one more scotch, Ken declined.