Somehow, she just knew you would. But lovergirl, I thinkyou are forgetting why you called.... Your headache, remember? And bigsister Syl adores her da...ling little girl and wants her precious huney tolearn about all of the ways cock-whores like us get loose and ready for hotsex."Syl, reached into her little clutch purse and pulled out a folded aluminumfoil packet."And you are thinking about sex, aren't you sugar?" Syl said with a slysmile creeping across her face. " I know you are baby, cuz you. It wasn’t even that he didn’t want to pay her. Twenty grand to make the key was pocket change compared to what he stood to make. No, Blake just wanted that key and everything it represented. He wanted it more than he’d ever wanted anything in his life. It made his fingers twitch and his breathing quicken at the thought of getting it, and even the thought of not getting it made the sweat trickle down his back, made him willing to pull a double-cross and shoot an unarmed woman. He knew he was. I don't know if itwas because the fabric was cool, or because it felt electrifying to beputting on women's clothes. Either way, I kept flashing back to playingJuliette. I quietly opened the bedroom door and peered out. Brad was back sittingon the couch, drinking another beer. My robe flowed around me as Iwalked into the room. I sat on the opposite side of the couch and curledmy feet underneath me. Brad was watching Sportcenter on TV. I grabbed amagazine off the coffee table and started thumbing. I can organise a third person if you like?”At two, I am full of anticipation when I arrive at her condo. Has Janine set up a three-way? Or is going to be tea and scones?Janine tongue kisses me effusively as soon I enter her lavishly furnished condo. “This is my friend Taylor, the third person I organised for us. We are old and very intimate friends,” she tells me as I look over a tall, attractive, beautifully groomed person, dressed in a below the knee white, silk skirt and matching blouse. I.