In truth, she had never felt any need for lovers, because Will kept her more than satisfied. One of the reasons he felt as he did was his fear of losi...g her, the way his own parents marriage had foundered on the rocks of infidelity.Will worked at their marriage, not only the economics, but the sex. He regularly brought home new negligees, had a library of books on sexuality, and even when he was terribly busy, if she called him with a seductive invitation on occasion, he dropped everything to. When he came up with the idea, he figured it was the only way he could survive. He had to keep the nature of his business from his young daughter, running an adult store was something he felt his family should not know.The business had struggled for some time, the only people he could hire seemed to be young spotty adolescents. If he had found the right person he was willing to pay above minimum wage, however none of his employees had lasted more than a couple of months, and they probably. " You're sure?" Yes." You know what else we could do?"He waggled his eyebrows until she laughed. Then she slapped his chest, "No, don't you dare!" Spoilsport," he muttered.By air, the journey was short.They landed, appropriately enough, at Love Field and were met by a ubiquitous black Town Car. The driver, Howard, knew exactly the kind of stores they were interested in seeing. He was an experienced driver and excellent guide around the tonier parts of Dallas.Whatever problems Janie had with. In your office."The playfulness returns in her voice. "Yeah? What would you do?" Walk up behind your chair. Kiss your neck while you work." That's too distracting. Neck kisses would only lead to an intense session of naughtiness." So how about I just stand behind you while you work? Massage your shoulders. Take away the stress. Maybe slip my hand under your collar. Bend to kiss the exposed flesh. Nothing naughty about that is there?" God damn. You're pressing just about every button at once.