He had never specifically mentioned it again after Saint Louis. ‘Because I tell you to.’ So the jade and gold necklace hung from my neck as I eage...ly disembarked from the Delta jet and hurried into the terminal, where I found only Jefferson, who greeted me atypically with a kiss on the mouth replete with wet tongue and hands roving over my ass that attracted attention from other disembarking passengers. ‘He couldn’t make it to the airport,’ was all Jefferson said about Brad’s absence on the way. “A slut is a woman who enjoys having lots of sex with different guys, while a stud is a guy who enjoys having lots of sex with different women. Why is one an insult, while the other a term of praise? Talk about a huge double standard. I don’t think you’re a slut, I would never call anyone that. Now between you and me, I’m glad you enjoy having sex with me, because, personally, I REALLY LOVE having sex with you. You’re an attractive, really sexy woman.”“Do you really think I’m attractive and. “No, just a drink. I need a drink, and I need to cool down.”Amy fetched her a bottle of mineral water. She drank it all, straight down.“Wow, that’s better, thank you.”We sat on the sofa as she recovered, another bottle of water. She had come in her hair, on her face. She smiled now, “wow, that was some fuck, I didn’t know I could cum so many times, and Mark, thank you, I couldn’t have done that without your help. Now leave me to talk to Harry.”I saw Harry was standing anxiously to one side,. . father,” the girl persisted, “I’m Apollonia, but everyone just calls me Polly. My Mama’s Danielle, yes, I know that’s funny ... but they were ... lovers years back.”“Wow, he went for the brown sugar, too, didn’t he? I can’t say I blame him, not if your mama’s as much of a cutie as you. Polly wants a cracker? Get it?” Jeff Bob laughed at his own joke, of course.“Cute ... where is he?” Polly demanded to know.“See now, I could tell ya, but it’s gonna cost ya!” Jeff Bob insisted.“I ain’t got much.