My mind was a dark fog of lust as I thought of her, I dialed the phone. "This is Kristen," said her voice on the cel phone. "Hi there, are we still on...for this afternoon?" I asked. We had spoken earlier about viewing some more property and she had cleared her schedule. "Yes, of course Stan, when will you be in?" "I have a reservation so I can get checked in and call you. Should be within the next two hours," I responded."Great, you do that, and we will decide where to meet then." She had. Tar claimed that he was making a series of videos entitled Pubic in Public and the girls would star in all twelve shows. Pandora was reluctant to refuse Tar’s offer. She was now approaching thirty, and a decade of ‘performance art’ in the outer circles of the ‘adult entertainment industry’ had earned her a tiny flat above a Chinese restaurant in the southern outskirts of LA, an asthmatic ten year old Chrysler and a fistful of bills. Tar had offered her more than her usual rate, which had. "Do you have it withyou?" "Yes," I replied at last. "Well, go ahead and put it on then girl," she demanded. "Somehow I don'tthink they'll let you into the girl's room, though I honestly can't seewhy not."I began shaking again and Sally told me to just calm down. I did and atlength I took the tube and the compact out of my pocket. She watched me asI put it on and said, "You are indeed a natural." I didn't know whether tolaugh or cry at that. I sat there checking my face. It was perfect. "Come. He wanted to marry her, to take her back to Texas with him, to live on the ranch, and to be his wife. He deserved a love like this, one where his wife loved him, as much as he loved her. Now, he wondered, if she wanted the same thing. She had said she did, but now, he was fraught with dread, that she might say no, when he proposed to her. He looked at her, sleeping peacefully nestled into the crook of his arm, her head resting on his chest. He kissed the top of her head gently, so as.