"Good news," he said. "Here is what I want you to do. Dollyourself up. If you need new clothes, a trip to the beautyparlor or whatever it takes, do it...and meet me at the ShamrockStake House on Saturday night. If you look as good as I thinkyou will, the job is yours." I'll be there. What time? How will you know me?" Wear a red rose in your hair. Be in the bar area at 7:30 sharp.See you Saturday night `Pamela'". Before I could answer, he hung up. I sat for a long time justlooking at the phone.. At least one of the prostitutes was still hard at work, and he assumed that it was her sultry moans that had drawn him awake. A second later, a much closer whimper dissuaded him of that notion.Though he was shrouded in darkness, the bed across the way was bathed in the light from the window. What was happening on that bed caused his eyes to go wide, and his cock to swell.Kayleen was nude, and squeezing her voluptuous breasts in her hands. Raven was likewise unclad, her face buried between the. No telling what costumes they were wearing in the dark. Not that anyone here cared about costumes.When I had trouble figuring out the pants, he got frustrated and just took his dick out himself and pushed it against my face. I moaned softly and opened my mouth, taking the shaft in my hand and guiding the head inside the warm wetness. I heard him moan and I focused on doing what I had done to Flash, fucking his dick with my throat and making gagging sounds."Just like we practiced at work Sara. I. " We have had a lot of good years together. I can't just throw you out and give you nothing. There's times I feel like it, just throw your ass out, and say take that slut! Go whore yourself and make a living. I'm just not made like that Marsha."Here is what I propose:"For now I am getting a separation agreement. You can live here with our sons. They need a home and a mother, even though you feel you don't get the attention you want. I am getting an apartment near by so the boys can see me.