The word hung in the air, and I saw it float as she desperately wanted to take the little word back . “No, when we get on the train.” He flashed ... wicked smile. The silence between them was deafening. I watched her do that shy thing women do with their hair. It felt like an eternity before they boarded the train. He suggested that they stand in-between the space of two connecting cars. She agreed to let him touch her tits there. Her heart was pounding as she lifted her shirt up for him. His. " The modeling ads, right?" Chloe asked, pulling out one of the papers from the file. "The girls go to meet with an agent, and never come back." Right," the man nodded. "They think that they are headed for the job of a lifetime but instead end up in a whore house on a space station orbiting Mars." What kind of precautions are you taking?" Chloe asked. "I'm not going into this without some safety net." We have stationed ten of our own men on the station. A few of them have been selected for. "I don't have a thing that would go with itthough." Well let's see if we can find something to rectify that situation," shesmiled and headed back to a rack of sweaters. "By the way Elizabeth, whatsizes should I be looking for?" Well usually it is a 12 in a skirt and a large in tops."Mom found a beautiful burgundy sweater that was a perfect match and in amatter of a few seconds after that she was whisking me off to thedressing room. I tried to object saying I had no slip on and just. I will pay you $3,000 a month instead. How about that?”I stood up, shook his hand and replied, “Hell yeah!”Over the next month it all came together. I found a place for us to rent in Sacramento. I commuted Wednesday to Sunday to Roseville. My wife’s rehab continued. She was initially very sceptical but she loved to see those weekly pay checks. Sandra is still staying at her Uncle Baxter’s. She got a four day a week job at White Castle. The tips are good she says. She has Tuesday’s off the same.