“I cleaned up for you. Or do you enjoy leftovers?”“Sometimes.”“I’ll remember that.”As we ate the room service breakfast I learned more a...bout her. Then she offered my “leftovers” in a happy, playful body sharing which we both heartily enjoyed. Damn that woman could fuck!I commented that she was either brave or foolish to be here with me, a man she hadn’t met before.“I’m neither. I can ‘read’ men very well which helps me a lot in bed. I’d noticed your sustained interest in me so I checked you out. They'll come back." Who fucking cares," snapped DZ. "They may or they may not. You said it yourself. We're in business with them. We're not fucking dating them. You need to get our money. Their business is circling the drain, they may come out of it, or they may not. We need to get what's ours, or we'll be circling that same drain soon." Circling the drain," was DZ's catch phrase, he used it to describe any and all negative or neutral situations.I was really stressed out at work, and at home my. She loved to flirt with anyone she even remotely fancied, and given the fact she was bisexual happened quite often. Her boyfriend of 2 years could barely keep up with her sex drive, not to mention the extensive body modifications that Cindy had paid for, which in this era was several orders of magnitude more advanced than the comparably primitive 'plastic surgery' of the late 20th and early 21st century. Among others, Cindy was very proud of her face lifts, lip injections, breast enhancements,. After a quick body shower, to wash off the sweat from the night before, I would start to get dressed.It would be the same old way I put on everything. I would start with putting on my pants then to my socks, so I can put on my ankle brace on my left leg. My bra is next because the customers don't need a show. My breasts were a comfortable C cup and I enjoyed them. They fit perfectly into my hands plus the nipples were what I called “pepperoni nipples.” They are the size of a piece of pepperoni.