Was that there was always more to a story than clear at first glance. And some of the stuff I was getting was very interesting. But, there was time fo... that later once we had what we were after.It was a week later when Polly called and said she wanted to go over what she had with me already. She said she didn't need another week: we had enough to bury his ass and she wanted my help in writing the report. I told her to come in and we would review and compile what she had. I was interested. "Good job!" Thanks!" Barbara, the assistant manager smiled as she hurried by. "Not bad, not bad at all!"Jacob smiled in return but she was already gone. He sat down in the "Entertainer's Room" and drew a deep breath.'I did it! I did it!' he told himself. His heart was still racing, this was a dream night come true!The knock on the door shook him from his thought. "Come in!"Two women entered. Both wore heels and fish-net stockings poke out of their short skirts. "We just wanted to say we loved. "I can tell Mark was taking in my entire figure and it was making him uncomfortable for a 50 plus year old guy."Do you even have a driver license Ms. Tarboe?"I giggled, "not yet." I walked over to him "Mark, please call me Bridgette or Jet, that's what my mom and dad call me, especially when I am naughty." And how often are you naughty?" Depends, how about you?" I then put my arms around his neck and kissed him.At first he was passive but soon he was opening his mouth and I felt his hands along. "She tugged on my hand and we went down the stairs. She pulled me around to the drivers side and slid in the car when I opened the door. As soon as I sat down, she held on to me and buried her face in my chest. I turned as best I could and held on.This wasn't her normal hands around my arm and pull into me hug. She had her arms wrapped around my body, under my arms. A boa constrictor couldn't have pulled any tighter. I could feel the desperation, the need to be close, to be comforted. The.