”After a short span of music designed to bore you to death, the phone picked up.“Operations, Max Burke.”“Max, this is Dave Findley at Findley ...rocessing. You have a Helen Gester scheduled, and I was wondering if you would mind a re-assignment?”“Dave, I would like to tell you we don’t have a problem but we need to hang on to all we can with the cost of this cleanup. Who is the sow?”Sow? Dave thought. This was not how to refer to Helen. She was one of the nicest people around. She was a little. Alexander."As soon as Benton had taken their coats, he opened the doors to the central hall of the house. A truly breathtaking room. Huge winding stairs running up the walls, an elaborate lift made of glass and cast iron, and an enormous bay window with double doors, leading to a beautiful, secluded garden, running all the way down to the brink of Hudson river."Good Heavens, Alexander. I didn't even know that such houses existed. It's beautiful, it's overwhelming. We can't really accept such a. He recalled an earlier conversation with Sam. Remembered asking the usual questions of the cuckold. How could she cheat on him? And with that guy? She had always behaved as if he was her one and only. Well, he now knew for a fact that he wasn't, didn't he? But why? Was it the thrill of the taboo? Was it because she could? Was it the strange cock? Well, regardless of the reason, he told Sam that he was not losing her to some random guy. So, if she wanted more sex and strange cock, that is. “Two?” Andi asked. “There are supposed to be three of us.”“Yes, but I have to add Cali and Mel together in order to get them over 30!”“So, are you two seeing each other now?” Laura asked. Andi blushed a little. Damn! Maybe I did, too. We stumbled over each other explaining how I’d rescued the girls on Wednesday and they insisted on taking me to the movies tonight. Then we got involved in a lengthy discussion of the indie film we were seeing tonight and the upcoming Seattle International Film.