It was new, it was white, and it was stiff as if it had been starched. The collar had been turned up in the back, the tail in the front was open just ...lightly, and I could see a hint of her pink panties.Julie said, “Please come in.”I said, “Your husband wanted to discuss my business proposal.”Julie said, “And just what business proposal would that be?”I replied, “Well…it’s sort of an erotic film venture.”Julie said, “You mean that you two have found a way to fuck and film young girls for fun. I also recognised new faces. It was quite easy to tell who was new in the business. They had that eager look, constantly consulting the list of properties and when the bidding started flourishing their bidding number ostentatiously as if they would be overlooked by the auctioneer. I hung back, watching, who was bidding and how quickly the bids mounted. When I did enter the bidding for a property I watched to see who was bidding against me and how determined they were. When the signs were right. Things have changed. No longer will I be cruising the Holiday Inn for men,” she continued, “From now on it’s going to be Bobby, all Bobby, all the time, although he mentioned sometimes bringing some friends when we get together.”Clara couldn’t invite him to our house because our teenage daughter would be in and out. So the plan was for the two of us to meet Bobby at his apartment Saturday at nine pm. I was apprehensive but also excited. Carla was stepping up her game.Saturday evening rolled. I picked out a small umbrella and a seat cushion for our adventure. Then I set about preparing for our lunch. I picked out a very fine wine. I ordered some bread that I intended to pick up just before our trip. I picked out premium deli cut pieces of meat and cheese. I also picked out a nice tray of fruit and planned on picking up a few pastries when I picked up the bread.I figured I would pack everything into an old wicker picnic basket that I had bought long ago. I also packed a blanket for.