Hanging up, I glance at the alarm clock on the nightstand next to this huge, lonely, king size bed. The clock read 4:37pm, only twenty more minutes a...d I should be getting a call back from Mary. As I wait in anticipation, I decide to take a shower and freshen up a bit, just in case I have company later. The shower felt real nice on my aching back, soothing the muscles from the long plane ride. Just as I lay down on the bed to resume watching the meaningless tv, my phone rings. "Hello? Hi. (Author's note: The following is another bit of writing by one of my readers. I think it's a great twist.)Ann Hardesty's turn:Jim had to attend a middle school counseling conference not too far away, so we decided to take a few days extra to enjoy ourselves while we were down there. The drive wasn't bad, but it would have been nicer with the plane that Jim has been drooling over. I think this trip might put him over the top. (He's been talking about it, and frankly, I'm kind of encouraging. What does it tell us?" I read through it quickly, noticing as I did his looking around with distaste."Why the hell don't you get somewhere better?" He asked. "This place is a shit hole." I ignored that for a moment. The report bore out all the thoughts I had. Bennington was up to so many scams, basically ripping off his shareholders and the Inland Revenue with false accounting. The auditors had notified the Revenue and they were starting up their grinder. They moved slowly but very, very. “Have you never had an orgasm before, my Sweet?”“Sometimes, but not anything like what you did to me,” she replied.“Can you stand some more?” I inquired.“There is more?” she asked, astonished.“Oh yes, my Sweet, I haven’t even gotten started yet. Lie back and enjoy,” I told her. I moved down her chest to her belly, paying particular attention to her navel. Then down to her mound. It was shaved. When I had first seen her, she had a red bush there. Now there was only a small patch. Perhaps it was.