" — — — — — — — — — — I don't know what time I fell asleep, but when I awakened and checked the clock it was two AM. I was beginni...g to feel a little hungry, but that could wait. I got up, turned off the lights and climbed back in bed by the dim illumination of the night light. Linda must have awakened earlier because she was under the sheets already. I pulled the sheets back baring her and checking her over from top to bottom. I couldn't believe that this lovely creature was in my bed. As I. “You old lecher,” Cecile said while both wives were still making every effort to give Dan a great view.“Damn, I wish I had a camera that could capture that. George would love it,” Dan said.“His loss,” Cecile said as the two of them came into the kitchen from the porch. It was amazing, as even up close their gowns were not transparent. You could tell they were bare beneath the gowns on top because you see their breasts shift seductively back and forth, but you really couldn’t see anything. “I will tell you later, I promise,” he whispers, pressing his lips to mine. With that, I nod and watch him get into his car and leave. *************** Five days later and I am packing for a short stay in Boston. I glance at my phone and I have to remind myself that I am single. There have been no texts or calls since that morning; Mark has inexplicably disappeared. I texted him the afternoon he left but I got a curt reply back: 'Sorry, can’t talk. Will text you soon.' No kisses, no smiley. "We've got them now." Turning back to the phone, he said, "Aaron, my client refused your offer... Of course, I presented it. I'm with the client now. You have a new problem to deal with, Aaron. Her work requires a pretty face. She no longer has her job, she was fired because her pretty face isn't pretty anymore and may never be pretty again, certainly not as pretty as it was before the incident, so your two-week time frame for loss of income no longer applies. This is an eighteen-year-old.