. eighty three. Not a bad day after all. I took out my cell phone. "Sally?... Herb.,, five minutes." As per usual, she was downstairs in front of our ...uilding, waiting for my delivery.The slacks and jacket would go into a used clothing bin set out by some church; it was the closest I ever came to making a charitable donation. She'd be there in five minutes. Another five minutes would get her to a certain pawn shop, where she would haggle with the owner over the value of freshly stolen credit. He had not had sex with a woman in years, ever since he had figured out that he was gay, but watching the two beautiful women rolling around on the floor had made his cock harder than it had been in years. He was trying to figure out what he could do about his excitement. He knew better than to try anything with Bill. He had made a casual comment once, and Bill had responded by threatening to cut off the man’s cock if he ever tried anything again. Then he noticed Jane’s wide spread legs as she. "Lady Brighid shook her head. "Wait," she said, holding up her hands. The security guys all stopped and looked at her. She looked from me to Heisler. "I will allow a challenge, but I will not allow any fighting. Do you both understand me?"I was fine with that. After all, that was what I was really there for. I nodded immediately.Heisler looked at me, and then asked, "What kind of challenge?"She studied him for a second. "You're challenging his dominance over Cassandra. What else would I be. I was lying there with my legs spread open and more of Willis’ spunk leaking out of my gaping cunt when John walked in with packages. I didn’t even try to cover up.John cocked his head, arched an eyebrow, and asked if I was okay. I told him I was really great and thanked him for asking. I told him I was being a cunt tonight. He looked at Willis.“She’s exclusive, John.”John nodded and turned to leave.“Wait a second. Can you take a picture of us and send it to her husband? He will wonder who took.