Robert pulled some Polaroids and letters out of the drawer and tossed them to me. They were invitations that couples had sent him, along with naked ph...tos of the wife and often the husband too, sometimes fucking, sometimes sucking or just spread eagle. It was fucking filthy and so hot. The real fucking deal. He told me about some of the encounters he had already had as he went through the Polaroids with me.I was so turned on, I started rubbing my crotch and snorted, "man, this sort shit really. It was a long flight. I think that we were all ona high and kept the hostesses busy bringing free beer and the like.Probably some slept through it, but most kept getting up and wonderingaround the plane. Tokyo airport was magnificent, though we didn't havetime to take it all in as we were quickly rounded up and piled into thesmart waiting bus and sped off into the early morning traffic which wasalready nose to tail. I hadn't expected to find that everybody drove onthe left, at least one thing. There were always problems tobe solved. The bailiff told her earlier that cases were being scheduledthree months in from now.She had heard rumors that the NW staff was creating a tenth court tohandle to overage. She smiled as she walked into her chambers andimmediately dropped her robe into the hamper to be cleaned. She stoodthere in her heels, panties, and bra. She was very tired. Aletha wentover to her dressing table.She sat down and looked in the mirror. She stared at herself aseverything. When I walked in Frank introduced us."I sure appreciate you taking a chance on me Mr Jefferson," Cooter said."From what Bob and Frank told me I'm not taking any chance at all. I've told them I want to hire good men and they both said you were. I believe them."You gonna be all right living in the bunkhouse for a while?" I asked."It will be fine with me, and I'm even sure I can live over Bob's cooking," he said, and grinned."Frank tells me you'd have your own cook already if you weren't so.