When she steps through the door, she finds Anne sitting on her bed with her hand over her eyes as she cries.“What is the matter?” she asks. “I k...ow it’s your birthday and you can cry if you want to, but all of our friends are down stairs getting the party started.”Anne looks up with red, tear-filled eyes and says, “I don’t know what happened, but he’s gone.”Carrie smiles at her friend and slips across to room to take a seat next to her. “You did what you needed to do.”“What do you mean?” Anne. Maid? I realize I don't know very much about housekeeping and I certainly can't do very much yet, but if I could just stay here with you, as soon as I'm able, I'll take care of the apartment and cook and ... and ... perform any services you might want."She looked at him with an intensity that almost made him cry as she repeated, "Any services I am capable of performing. Do you understand?"Rick's heart turned over. Being very careful with his choice of words and recognizing the sense of total. "I know that you have been using my wife in your act for weeks, right? And I know that you have had her doing all sorts of obscene acts with other men, right? So, you had better believe one thing right now... I could kill right here and now... and no jury in the country would find me guilty after they heard what you have done to my poor wife... and to me."Ken saw Darlene's eyes dart around the room."Listen, bitch, don't get any ideas. Pull your chairs together and turn them toward me. Darlene,. God she was so hot, he thought. Scott quickly pulled off her blouse and unsnapped her bra. Her tits were perfect. He cupped and fondled them, and sucked on her nipples, causing Jen to moan and writhe under his mouth. As he continued to play with her tits, Scott reached down and pulled Jen's skirt up. He wasn't going to waste time taking it off, he just bunched it around her waist. Jen opened her legs and pushed Scott's hand to her pussy. "Touch me," she begged.She's such a hot slut, Scott.