"I've got another job for you baby." I don't want another job," she hissed into the phone. "You tricked me the other night, but that was the last time... I don't ever want to have anything more to do with your dirty business." Oh, really?" drawled Agard self-confidently. "Wouldn't you even like to see the video-tape we did the night you were with us?" No!!!!" she retorted vehemently. "Never." That's a pity because the shots of you came out particularly well," commented the television executive. She wished that Tina, who was much bolder than she, would get the idea and make the suggestion.And then, thinking about Tina, Linda had another idea!Trembling with vibrant hopefulness, Linda said, "I have to go to the restroom--want to come with me, Tina?"Tina looked from prick to prick and shrugged."Might as well," she said. "Ain't nothing stiff in this car."The two girls got out of the car and headed for the restroom together, the way that women do--and Linda was thinking very hard about. I washed myself with the little soap and tiny shampoo bottle. I thought I heard the door open, but after a second I brushed the notion aside, resuming the cleaning process. Then the shower curtain pushed up and someone jumped in the shower behind me as I faced the shower head. A pair of arms wrapped around my waist, hugging my back. I could feel very hard nipples poking my back. “Holly?” I asked, trying to turn around to see the culprit. Then small hands reached up, covering my eyes. The girl. Sal licked his lips in SSA (sudden sexual arousal) and stammered,"Can I help you, Missus?"The honey blond, and it looked like her natural color, looked up at him. She was like only 5 foot tall or maybe 5 '1" at the most. Her skirt was so tight across her ass that Sal was certain he could see her ass gap and the delicate outline of her narrow panties high up on her firmly packed ass cheeks."Are you Mr. Sal? Margie on the 5th floor told me to ask you to help me."Sal brought to mind Marge Holland.