My business appointment is here, and I must meet them.After the meeting, one of the sons of my business partner lingers. He manipulates his mother by ...elling her that he is going to see a friend nearby. Both he and I know the truth about his intent. He is a young male dressed in frat boy chic. His bulging pants are his first tell. His stories of moist virgins and a big reputation reek of arrogance and therefore a disguised weakness. I play the naif well. His words pass through me, but his. I was getting rather turned on by her display when I noticed Dawn on the dance floor, dancing with someone I didn't recognize. It wasn't her boyfriend, Ron.After the song was over, I thanked Brenda and excused myself. I searched out Lynn, Dawn's best friend, and struck up a conversation. Lynn and Dawn were a perfect match in that they were both incredibly sexy. That was just about the only similarity, though. Where Dawn's good looks were more the runway model type, Lynn was more the Hustler. “Here, you can go sleep on the couch tonight.”“The hell I am, I’m sleeping in here,” his voice firm. She was going to put him on the couch, he didn’t even live here. He wanted to laugh; they were acting like a couple who just had a huge fight.“No, your not,” she simply said.She didn’t know what she was doing or why she was doing this. “What no sex to?” he asked as he stared down at her, her hand on her hip.“That’s the whole point of you sleeping on the couch, is it not?” Oh, how she wanted him,. Sarah made some excuse about being tired and went right to bed. I knew it was really because we had hurt her feelings with our dinner conversation. I felt bad, but hoped that it would do what we had intended. This could end up being one of the best nights of her life,, if she responded kindly to it. Otherwise, she might disown me as her sister and possibly her daughter too.I didn't go up to bed right away with her. Instead I stayed in the living room and watched TV with Breanna. Kristie and.