.," said Myrna. "We were just workin' on a school project." Hello, Dylan," smiled Gloria."Hi," replied Dylan awkwardly. "I... gotta go now. Nice meeti...' you..., Missus Mason."Dylan walked past the older woman and opened the door."See ya tomorrow, Myrna," he said, letting himself out.After Dylan was gone, Myrna remained standing in the hallway, waiting for the inevitable scolding. After all, she'd just been busted in the middle of her most involved make out session with her boyfriend. She could. I love you and you love me. We both love all kinds of good old nasty sex and we have it all. Then to sweeten the pot with all the money just makes it all better. Now what time do you go in?" I'm supposed to be there at noon, and if I know Jack he'll have another movie lined up for me. Can you believe we came home with thirteen hundred dollars last night? God I didn't even work down stairs! Jesus Bobby, we are going to have money coming out of our ears!" I'll invite the crew down to the theater. She was wearing the most dominant and sexy outfit she had. While she didn’t have a latex bodysuit or anything like that, she did have a strapless little black dress. She last wore it when she went to prom. It was easily too small for her. Her already big breasts were pushed up – putting her cleavage on full display and leaving little to the imagination. It also ended right below her pussy – meaning that her privates were fully revealed if she even slightly bent over or lifted her leg. She loved. Shrugging her shoulders, Danica did the same when she reached the house.The entrance of the house was a large room with balconies overlooking it from the second story. Men and women in various states of undress lounged on numerous couches and chairs throughout the room.Danica saw the heavy-set woman who had met the harlots upon their return the day before, and walked toward what must be the Madame of the house."Judging from your dress, I'd say you're not here to spend any money dear," the woman.