”“OK. See you Monday night!”September 11, 1989, Chicago, Illinois“I have some candidates for you to interview later in the week,” Dave said ...when I came into the office on Monday morning.“OK. Just set it up with Keri. I don’t have to deal with karate classes in the middle of the day any longer, so my schedule is more flexible.”“How was California?”“Good. I assume Charlie told you that we made an offer to a young woman from Stanford that Jennifer knew?”“Yes. I was cc’d on the electronic mail that. I was exhausted and didn't want to wake up. Glancing at the alarm clock I was shocked to see it was ten thirty. Rolling out of bed, I descended to the kitchen and started the coffee maker. Going upstairs, scratching my pubes as I went, I automatically made for the shower. The water was warm and refreshing. The memory of making love to Keira returned, as did a renewed erection, a very, very rigid erection. I debated ignoring it and gave into my basal needs, sighing with pleasure when my orgasm. Can you come over tonight and we'll get started right away," Beverly said, wanting to help her friend Angie learn everything that she had picked up from other girls.That night Angie and Beverly closed themselves off in Beverly's bedroom where they wouldn't be disturbed. Then, Beverly said, "Make yourself comfortable, girlfriend, because I'm about to tell you and show you everything you're going to need to know to be the hottie you're wanting to be." Beverly proceeded to tell Angie everything. Even though it was before she got out of bed to start her day, the memory of that feeling inside her still made her tingle.The unrelenting clock continued to click away as it went about its task as timekeeper reminding her of their ongoing love/ hate struggle. She knew that she was running out of time for her reverie but soon the star of the movie, Bill Johnstone himself, would be there. Five minutes more was all that she said she would indulge herself but fifteen minutes later she gave herself.