"And I'll make sure that Jackson knows how much helpyou weren't. That way he can give her a full report the moment she'sback on this side of the multi...erse."The laughter cut off as abruptly as if I'd pulled a plug. She leapt upto a sitting position on the edge of the bed, looking up at me withwide-eyed concern as the color drained from her formerly blushed face."You ... you wouldn't," she said in a near-whisper. "She would killme."I nodded. "Not to mention, I might even be so inclined to call. "If you are acceptedby Grandma you'll have it made. Grandma lets her girls keep any tips they mightearn. I know of a couple of girls who worked for her until they were twentyand quit with enough money and the right connections so that they never haveto work again. Are you nervous about the audition?" "A little. Did you bring the toys?" "Yeah. They're in that basket on the back seat." Joely turns her head and sees a large wicker picnic basket resting on thesoft leather of the rear seat. Mr. “That party left you incredibly aroused, didn’t it? I mean, you’re always a horny little wench – and that’s a good thing, don’t get me wrong – but I’ve never seen you like this before.” She seemed to think about that for a few seconds. “I guess it did, yeah. I was very aroused still when we left there – as you discovered. But also, orgasms are like M&M’s; if you have one, you want another, and then another, and so on. You were such a virile stud last night that you got my motor running, and now. So the day for briefs outside had finally arrived and Dave leapt at his chance. He chose a pair of well used Jockeys for his first sally outdoors, pairing them with a t-shirt on which he had had printed , with apologies to Stephen Hawking, "A Briefs History of Time." There was the outline of some briefs sketched onto the t-shirt, around the wording, rather like the sketches at the top of the Briefsmania website which he’d recently discovered and loved to visit. He rammed on socks and trainers,.