" Mary, I’ll call you back in a couple of minutes."She put the phone down."You know who that is?" she turned to Anthony, "the wife of your client." ...he sounded tense." After yesterday, are you surprised?" I guess not," said Anthony. "Is she a client?" Sort of. She paid for the sessions with Adrian— well, you know that, so I've met her and talked to her but it was always about Adrian." So what do you think is going on? said Laura."I’m not prepared to guess. She sounds like she needs to talk, so. Jim wanted to fuck them both, he admitted to himself. But he knew well that was not in the cards—and anyway, he’d be unable not to see that as cheating on his wife. The rest of this, he rationalized, was just ... well, partying, for lack of a better word.Things had thawed considerably after Jack had encouraged the girls to 69 while the dogs rested and the guys watched. Jim Edwards had stroked himself to the brink of another orgasm at the sight, then with Jack’s permission, walked up to toss off. Strangely, Evan seemed not to take notice of it all, and was the quietest fighter she had seen so far leave the ring, with barely and fanfare of acknowledgement of the cheers from the crowd. The DJ came up then and announced the next fight, a battle between the big shot and one of the grapplers from the previous fights, Cadee still couldn’t get over the fact that Evan was a cage fighter. It seemed like such a role-reversal from his gentlemanly act during their date. It was a different side of. " Sure, honey. Why don't you stay here with Old Blue? Then you can do it, or not, and no one will ever know unless you tell them. Well, I'll know, I suppose, if he's still horny when I get back. But I won't know for sure what you did. I mean, you might just jack him off or something. And I'll be grateful to you, too, because I don't expect to be feeling like fucking when I get home."She smiled impishly."I have a date with a Doberman," she added.Caroline felt bemused by the situation. It seemed.