The average was about eight a week as I have discovered that I'm not a bad phone negotiator. I used to double park in the tiny teachers car park and s...roll into the office foyer and check out Tommy's office to see if it was empty. If it were I sat in one of his visitor's chairs, if not I'd plunk myself into the chair in the foyer. I'd smile and greet Helen, Rita or Mary through the office's sliding window, discussing the weather, their kids (or grandkids in Rita's case) the school formal or the. "Let's go then Stuart." She said and I followed her up the stairs and into the bathroom."Get in then!" she said. "but don't touch the controls."I was still half asleep and not altogether sure if I was dreaming or not. I took off my underwear and vest and got into the cubicle. It was so small for one let alone two. Oh my god! I thought as I looked down in horror. I had a massive erection and tried in vain to hide it with my hands as she got in fully naked which intensified my problem. Her large. Her name is "Buffy", and she is the cutest little slut I have ever laid my eyes on. I open my purse, grab a few dollars and hand them to her. She says "Oh Mrs Walker, I almost did not recognize you in that towel your are wearing!" Then, she laughs briefly and hands me the change.She hangs out the window for the next minute while we have "girl talk", then she gets the two bags of food and hands them to me. As I reach up, my towel falls away from me, exposing my breasts to her. Buffy's. He glanced around the modest apartment just assure himself that they were alone. The place was neat and clean, very orderly for someone who lived alone perhaps, but he was a tidy man by nature, as Wolfgang knew. The Matchmaker was a small time fence as well, and sometimes an informant for the Federal Police, depending on circumstances.He wasn't much of a criminal as such things go, however; the man had no taste for violence or anything that would get him locked away for more than a year or two.