"And the delivery men, they must have been strong to muscle that mattress up the long stairs. Were they handsome too?"What a mind fuck! Instead of jus... telling her, I immediately started running through scenarios of what she might think and what her next question might be. Confused and getting more nervous by the second, I decided on the truth . . . or at least a version of it."I suppose they were strong, and one guy, the younger of the two was sort of handsome." I hoped that would be the end. The usual." He gestured at me. "This guy missed most of the excitement so far tonight." That true, Sam?" Sadly, yes, Persephone. Although Oscar almost hit me with one client. Only my lightning reflexes saved me." Bullshit, Persephone. The guy never came near him." Oscar kissed her again and led her inside.As I followed Persephone through the door I remembered it was Katie the Dyke who first made me realize Persephone and Hebe were both universally doable, no matter where you were coming from.. Mujhe to yakin nahi ho raha aaj main inke saath hoonMe: dheere dheere sab yakin aa jayegaMaine neha ko teen drink banakar serve karne ko kaha. Neha ne drink banayi aur ek mujhe di aur edoosri manoj ko dene utthi . 6 inch ki heel ki wajah se woh dress us par aur kamaal lag rahi thi usne jhukte hue manoj ko drink diya jisse usse neha ke mummo ke to halke darshan to ho gaye hokyonki mujhe uski oant main ek bulge sa mahsus hua. Drink dene ke baad wo phir mere paas aa kar baith gayi aur apni drink. Improvise! Wear red. OK?" "Yes, I do have a red blouse," I reply. I hang up the phone. There is no time to waste. I have only 45 minutes andthis guy sounds like he means business. I should be scared out of my mind andI am, but I also feel a sense of excitement. My name is Gwendolyn Donohue. My friends call me Gwen. My husband is a youngexecutive working for a large corporation. I led a relatively peaceful andorderly life up until now. I am a housewife and proud of it. I am old-fashionand have.