And if one was curious enough, they could spy on the neighbors who like to leave the d****s open. She handed me a drink and sat down beside me on the ...couch. She brought her legs up and folded them beside her. The soles of her feet were dark from picking up the floor dust. I thought it was sexy. “I hope the place doesn’t look too unkempt. I’ve been so busy that I haven’t had time to clean. Maybe I should hire a cleaning service to tidy up…. You know…. Every couple of weeks or so.” I nodded my. As I was looking a woman’s voice rang out from behind me.“Sir, sir, do you need help with something?”“Not rea…… actually, do you know where uhhhh Ms. Brooke’s office is”, I replied as I pulled her business card back out to get her name.“Second floor; do you have an appointment?”“Naturally”, I said with a wink.I located the stairs and walked up to the second floor. There were about five offices on the floor, so I checked all of the names on the doors as I walked down the hallway. Hers happened. This one is yours. What do you keep me around for?? I placed my fork on the edge of my plate and looked at him a moment before responding. ?You're kidding, right?? I asked, mostly stalling for time. ?No, I am not. I want you to tell me why YOU keep ME around.? Joe asked with a twinkle in his eye. ?It's complicated.? I responded simply before picking my fork back up and stabbing at the broccoli salad on my plate. ?Complicated?? he asked as he propped. ....the great "Sharon with Tits out" pinned down for abuse as she should be and swept hisarm out as he said, "O.K. gang let's make like those big tits are Gulliver andwe're the Lilliputians. I want to see those big bags nailed to the plank so shewon't be able to give us any trouble when we fry them with electricity and pumpthose babies up until they're as big as her head. We may have to change your name to "Sharon with Tits out destroyed" you Cunt. Sharon just smiled thinking they were not.