" Yes sir. I'm very proud." I nodded and moved out from under the showerhead because the water would come out either too hot or too cold, and I wouldn...t like it much either way."Do you know what makes a pretty woman beautiful, Danielle?" he asked, and I smiled, waiting for the answer. "Modesty." Modesty?" I frowned at that as the water sprayed out and it was cold, but Mr. Reiser adjusted it quickly enough."A little less pride, I think, would do you some good," he told me, and a moment later he. Naturally, I had to dump the bastards out in the gutter, so our place didn’t get a bad reputation. The old bitch had about twenty bar-girls working for her pushing drinks on the drunken sailors. Not surprisingly, one of the perks of the job was that I could periodically “inspect” them for fully functioning female parts and the welcoming attitude of their hard-working backsides. It was so rewarding that I even swore off the booze in order to keep pace with the supply of constantly-changing. Sliding naked into bed like she normally did when it was the two of them, Suzan was lost in thought trying to figure out if Kat told the entire truth and if she did what was the angle with Tyrell. She spent most of the day avoiding him and he seemed to be doing the same with her.That seemed strange because Kat was very confident in her ability to control men. Often Suzan watched how she managed to dissuade men away from pursuing her too hard. A few of the ways Suzan noted for later and planned. "I could see that he was really hurting and needed someone to talk to. My wife was away for the weekend so I didn't have anything planned. I asked him if he would like to come over to my place on the pretext of seeing a similar house in the neighbourhood for comparison. He readily agreed.I have to admit that I had an ulterior motive in mind. The more we talked and I had a better look at him, the more I was getting attracted to him. He was pretty good looking! At one point he had stepped out of.