Don't worry, I'm not involved in it," she said with a knowing smile, "not until tomorrow. I'm just the messenger today." "What do you mean you're inv...lved tomorrow?" I asked, my thoughts racing. She laughed. "I thought you'd catch that. It's not what you think, though it will be intimate for all of us. But don't tell Sierra I said anything, I just wanted to keep you guessing." "Great, more mysteries," I sighed. "So what's your message for today?" "Glad you asked!" Claire said, reaching. Tomorrow night, you'll be here six o'clock, naked, face buried in a pillow and your ass ready for my cock."Another pause before in a very submissive sounding way Dorothy responded, "I'll be there Trip."Without another word Trip pulled the phone away from his ear and hit end. Trip knew that Dorothy would be dreading her visit tomorrow. He had a reputation on campus, though it wasn't always talked about. Trip was the ultimate chauvinist, something inherited from his family. The men in his family. "John, was six foot four, and weighted two hundred and twenty pounds. He had played left tackle in high school. Being at least sixty pounds heavier than Phil, what he said next was no idle threat. "When the time is right, tell your husband that if any man was to take my wife's love from me, that I would find him and hurt him badly. He can screw her all that she wants, but that is it." We are on the same page, John. Phil knows that I would be a hellcat if he went too far."The Bingham's estate. This one is suddenly none of my business. I wonder why?”His sarcasm was acerbic. Again she flinched at it.“It wasn’t your business what Siân and I did while you were away either, but that’s not stopped you from trampling all over my private life, has it? When I ask you about your life, friendly questions, suddenly we’re in a solely professional relationship: I’m to keep my nose out of your business. When you ask me about mine though, you’ve no such inhibitions then have you? You don’t accord.