" For me?" Cassie said, puzzled. "Why me?" Go and ask her," said Viv, pointing to the reception office.So she did."I think you were looking for me," s...he said to the middle aged woman behind the glass, "I'm Cassie Copthorne." No dear," said the woman with a friendly smile. "We're looking for a Cassie Fenton." That's my maiden name," Cassie clarified, "before I married."The woman smiled at her response, "Oh, that's fine. You are Gerald Smith's next of kin?" Am I?" Cassie asked, perplexed, "I. “Yes babe I could use another.”“Same here Nestlé.”“I will let you and Roger both have a beer, if you both want one.”“Yes I would.”“Okay, four beers then.” then Nestlé walked into the kitchen. Nestlé was out of the room for just a very short moment, and as she gave Larry and mom their beer, “I guess it is my turn now before Larry goes on with anything else as far as what him and Nestlé just said. Like Larry I have heard you son, masturbate, and I also know you think about me when you are. “Yes I love to have sex with her, and you can watch if you want. And if she is a whore, well maybe you can give her a free swimsuit.”“Ok good luck Emma,” Lisa said as she got up. She then walked past Jessica. Jessica smiled at her as she walked by her.After she was out of sight I got up and went over to Jessica and I sat down. “She thinks you are a whore.”We both laughed. “Is she interested in me.?”“Kind of she just likes to watch. Would you like to put on a show for her?”“Hell yes! I’m so. Oh, by the way, my name is Adam," I said. "I am Carla and thank you for stopping," she replied.Carla made the phone call, the wrecker arrived and away went the Buick. She told me where she lived and I drove her home. For the first time, I began to really notice her. She was mature, in her late fifties/early sixties, decent body, and gorgeous long platinum silver hair. If she were dressed up, she'd be a head turner. Also, from her autos and address, she had money. Carla began to ask me a.