Her hair was long, wavy and ravenously red. Her visage verily vied with ancient Helen and, like that lady of lore, knew how to use a Trojan to please ...er sexual needs. She was Dutch-Canadian, not Greek, but she knew all the tricks of the Trojan Whores.Vanessa enjoyed sex with either sex as she was bi-lingual in many ways. But her really passion was in getting men up only to bring them down ... preferably to their knees where they could best serve her. Once in Van Dyke's service, a man was. She's done very well,considering where she came from. Oh look! There she is, coming out now.Stop and pick her up!" Vicky tooted and Beverly waved as her dog Billybarked eagerly. They clambered into Vicky's people-carrier and Vickynoticed that there were less puppies. She asked if Beverly had soldsome. Beverly confirmed that she had given them away to good homes."You don't breed for money then?" "Good gracious me no. These puppiesare special. I make sure that they go to good homes where I can. "America's contribution to the world's cuisine," thoughtLois, sarcastically. She reset her watch and the clock in the car toPacific Time.As she had been taught, she took note of her surroundings. Theneighborhood was lower middle class. Signs pointed to the nearby AirForce Base. Across the street, cars would occasionally pull into theparking lot of the adult store. Such a place would have interested Louis,but Lois noted the place and frowned. Some of the lingerie there might beinteresting, but. It didn't bother him at all, since it was pretty much expected. Now they were all down to just their underwear, and while Jeff was at a disadvantage, fortunately none of the others had a clear advantage, so it was likely that they would both end up at least topless before the game finished."Let's take a break," Rachael suggested."Hey!" Jeff complained, a little too enthusiastically. Brit and Rachael both broke out into laughs."Looks like Jeff's getting eager to finish the game," said Brit with.