And that didn't even count my own paycheck. I actually tried to give it Ada to add to the 'household account' but she wouldn't take it."Put it in savi...ngs Jerry, or invest it. You made it, you keep it."She spoiled me rotten, but she wasn't stupid. I had to sign a prenuptial agreement before we got married. If I divorced her I got nothing. If she divorced me before the marriage was ten years in existence I got a lump sum settlement of one hundred grand. After ten years I got an additional twenty. She looked lickable.Of course there was still the big bruiser. Husband? Lover? Brother, dare I hope?A quick check of the hands she was still examining showed no rings and no light stripe of skin showing where a ring would reside. That ruled out a husband. Of course, bruiser could be a lover. Only one way to find out."Would you like me to call your husband or boyfriend to help you back to your apartment?" I held my breath. It had been a damn long time since I had waited so anxiously for a. Every time I paused to review what I'd done, it just seemed to talk to me. "No, that's not quite it. You need to work on those breasts more, etc. etc. I really wondered if I was losing my mind. I didn't quit until my arms ached and sweat poured from every pore. It was all I could do to stumble into the bathroom, turn on the water and sit on the toilet while the tub filled. I added a liberal dose of bath oil, and crawled into it, sliding in all the way up to my chin. With a towel behind my head,. I slide over one seat, to be next to my companion. "You're pretty goodat this game," I say, "Are you a professional, Mister ...?" Bruce," he says. "It's Bruce. And you?" Jennifer," I say. "Like the movie star." You do have those movie star looks," he says. I don't know if thewomen can hear me, or just see me, so I try my best to keep going."Well, Bruce. You have that handsome, George Clooney air to yourself. I'm about the age of George's preferred women. So you never know."Over the next.