"In the first place, none of the three of us were picked by Don to be a girlfriend, so we aren't -- not really. You can argue the whole ownership thin... with Luz and Darla if you like, but Don doesn't own me. On the other hand, he's sweet, and he's given me more than anyone else I know and I think a working girl needs to have one guy in her life who isn't a john so she remembers that they aren't all assholes and the opposite sex has more uses than providing spending money. I sleep with Don. I had some antifreeze inside. Waiting until I changed my pants and grabbed a beer wouldn’t hurt anything.Jack Night waved as I walked up to my door. He could go fuck himself. The son of a bitch had complained to the apartment management company about the size of my flag until they finally made me replace it. Meanwhile, he blasted The Monkees well past what should have been quiet hours while outside with his telescope trying to catch a glimpse at the moon and I never said a freakin’. We dance and drink for a few hours, just increasing the temperature, both in the club, and in our bodies. It is pretty much a known fact that there will be a lot of really hot and heavy sex happening as soon as we both get back to our rooms. They tell us that they are going back upstairs to their room and go to bed, as tomorrow is coming too fast. You suggest that we do the same, and that it has been a long day for us, too. Coming down on the plane and then our show in the afternoon has made it. It was just a quick drive to his hotel. I followed him into the hotel. We took an elevator up to his room. I was a little nervous. I had never been with an older man before. I wondered how he’d be in bed.Tim opened the door and we walked into his room. It was just a typical room with a king size bed. It wasn’t a terribly big room. It just had a television and some drawers. It wasn’t a suite or anything like that.“I must say, you’re a very pretty girl. I think you’re much prettier than.