” My Mildred Hawkins get-up was still in Matt’s garage. Gray-streaked wig, fake dugs, compression stockings. Old woman’s clothes. I wouldn’t n...ed the tattoos. I could do the wrinkles myself. The slump, the slight limp.“You sure?”“Very.”Callahan called me while I was back in DC. Packing up Mildred Hawkins.“I can go in hard or soft.”Jackson Greene.“Which do you recommend?”“I’d start with soft. Offer him some cash. A thou.”“Fine, I’ll be back in New York this evening.”Clint Callahan was very .... That's your opening, but don't pounce-stalk. "How can you make it up?" He'll start to make suggestions, but none please you. In fact, the more he tries, the more unhappy you become because you deem his suggestions inadequate to the offense.Eventually he must come around to saying "What do you want me to do?" This is not your chance. It's just the next opening-keep stalking. The answer to this question is essentially "As though you'd really do what I wanted!" This should get him protesting. "But. "I will be there someday Jess, we're playing it safe for the time being though."We had a celebration for Jess, Cheryl and Dom came out and as usual the women folk took off to talk 'woman's business' while us menfolk enjoyed a few drinks.Dom told me that the parlour was going well, though he missed the Sundowner. His dad was making slow progress but wouldn't be able to take up the reins again....I was talking to Sister Maria one day and told her about us still using Kitty and Jack to fill the. Anna who had not expected this assault tried to cover herself. She was rewarded with a stinging slap that threw her against the wall. She lay quietly as Jon rubbed two fingers against her pussy and then unzipped his pants. This was the first time that Anna saw a cock and her eyes widened in fright when she saw that 8′ angry member stare at her face. As he stepped out of his pants Jon roughly pulled up Anna by her hair. He dragged her to the bed and threw her down on it and spread her legs.