I'm the ice-queen. I know, I know what they call me, these miserable old codgers.Miriam insisted that Lauren "think about it." She pestered her about ...he auction until finally, against her better judgment, Lauren agreed.Wednesday before the auction the SUV appeared and swept away after picking up Reznik. Lauren was relieved. She hoped that he would be gone beyond Saturday, the day of the auction. Why, she thought, do I assume that he would bid for a dinner date with me anyway? She tried to push. In the group of boys, she spotted Jim Prentice, tall and slender, dressed in black pants, a sky blue shirt unbuttoned to his chest, and a black leather jacket. His dark eyes looked smoky, his smile sexy. He laughed at something another friend said before turning to scan the gym.Sia saw him notice her sending pleasant shivers through her. Would he ask her to dance? Not! She was nowhere near as sexy as some of the girls. Still, Sia straightened slightly to emphasize her small bust and tried to. To make me shudder and gasp in rapture.And I wanted to let her.I sucked in a deep breath, my heart thudding in my chest. I needed this. Wanted this. To be devoured. To be eaten out with such gusto that I quivered in rapture. My body trembled. The sight of her licking her chops in anticipation made me tremble. Her dark hands cupped my breasts, her fingers brushing the vines tattooed on the left. She lowered her face, her short, white hair brushing my skin like silk.Then she latched on to my. Sharon watched me figure it out and then started laughing again, this time just belly laughing at my look of humiliation. "Put those back in the freezer, Cissy," she said.After about ten minutes she had me bend over again and she replaced the thawing dog in my ass with a fresh, still-frozen one from the package. This one had a little frost crusted on it, she showed me. The frost made it a little more painful going in.I completed the dinner and served Sharon, but I was made to eat from the dirty.