He literally reeks of money. Walking over to the bar, helooks around at the surroundings. Everywhere his eyes travel he seesbeautiful T.V.'s, T.S's,...C.D.'s, and D.V.D.'s. The barman walks over tohim and asks if he'd like a drink."Sure. In fact, I'd like to buy all of these lovely ladies a drink aswell."A thunderous chorus of 'thank you's rang out and air kisses abounded asif it might have been L.A. or even Encino? This story, in fact, takesplace in a wondrous mystical city of Detroit. So. I said almost rhetorically, "Of course. Should I use the Lust Vodka?" All the wives smiled and said all at once. "Of course!" Sipping her drink, Tammy said, "We want to play a card game with you guys." Warren, her husband, asked, "What can we play with eight people?" "We have an idea for a new game," Kimberly responded. "It might take awhile before you brain dead guys catch on. Delores came up with the idea. She'll explain it." "Okay, guys, here is how it works. It's kind of an ice breaker. It was win-win for everyone. Misaki was now unquestionably now an "A" list celebrity and top cover girl of the tabloid press. I was Japans #1 Romeo of Love (and received an even larger bonus check from Sato) and Shinju had become the preeminent 'girl next door' that humbly taught school by day, and shared the bed of Japans "Hottest Romantic Couple" by night. Female bisexuality, it seemed was not only acceptable now to the public, but it was now considered "en vogue" for the other "A" list. Once the water was hot, I stripped down and got in. Second's after I got in, the door opened and I jumped. Keirsten's dad stood in the doorway, wearing nothing but loose gym shorts. I had always fantasized about Keirsten's dad.His name was Chris Tayler, and he is in his late 30's and is about 6'2'' with a tanned and VERY toned, muscular body. He had dark brown hair and blue eyes."Oh, sorry I didn't know you were home. I- uh-..." I trailed off, but didn't make an effort to cover up. It oddly.