Don't ya think?"Pam was delicious to look at. Her drop-dead looks and round, healthy woman's body would indeed be fun. The deal hung on what Rob said ...ext. "Nothing between you and me, right?" Nothing. This is Pam's fantasy. No homo stuff."Back at the house I got a shower and jumped on the motorcycle. Another fifteen minutes and I was across town. I walked to their front door peeling leather off. Didn't even need to knock, Pam opened the door. Tight blue jeans and a cotton blouse. Her tits were. “Not wasting any time!”“She had them about as close together as possible. Now she’s back to work full-time. They have a live-in nanny AND a live-in maid who is also a cook.”“Of course they do,” I chuckled. “And I bet you anything Leila banned her husband’s mother from the house.”“I can’t imagine her playing second fiddle to anyone,” Trent said.“Exactly.”“Are we going to play cards or gossip like a bunch of women?” Clayton asked.“Play cards!” came the chorus in response.June 2, 1996, Chicago,. I dare not bend down to pick up my purse. At the very least, they’ll be trying to get a peek at something… or worse? I think this skirt is long enough to keep wondering eyes from seeing too far up it if I do bend over but I have to keep them all in my sightline. A cell phone rang but unfortunately it’s not mine. Marcus says, “Better get that, Jerard, but make it quick. Ms. D has threatened us with suspension. We have to, ah, negotiate a settlement with the ‘Lady in Red’ ‘cuz I think maybe. Dressed in robes we entered the circle, taking our positions with a familiarity that comes with much practice. I picked up the consecrated sword, the many symbols etched into the blade names of powerful Gods, and began chanting as I traced the outline of the magick circle with the sharp point. I called upon the four Archangels at the points of the compass as I reached them in turn, so that they may aid in a successful operation. After this was completed I used the sword to drop incense.