Bitch!Well, that's why she had the pager. She had a cell phone, of course, but only her personal assistants had the number. Her third husband, a heart...surgeon, had referred to himself as a page-slave, but Erica considered her pager to be her guardian not her master. Any supplicant who wanted to speak to her had to beg admittance through her electronic doorman. If she wanted to, she would get back to them at her convenience. If not, she would hit the 'clear' button and forget about it. It saved. I asked him where the girl he was dancing with is and he said that she went to the bathroom and he saw me standing here and thought he'd come see how I'm doing? I told him that I was hot and needed fresh air as the club became rather stuffy with all the smoke.Nick offered to walk with me outside for a while which I accept. We then quickly finished the drinks we just got and took a walk. While walking we chatted catching up as we hadn't seen each other in a while. We soon found ourselves at the. It turned out that if I was going to get rid of the stuff that day I'd have to take it to them myself and the best option for me was Goodwill. I spent the rest or the day getting the things to the drop off. I had to take the parts box out of the truck and put the seat down for maximum cargo space. It still took me two trips. It only took one to take the trash to the recycling center. The back bedroom was clear and I was sure Sue would go through it Tuesday and make it as clean and ready as the. I watched as she got dressed I noticed she put on a garter belt, and stockings then a real sexy bra, but no panties. She pulled on this sheath dress and slipped it over her head careful not to muss her hair. Then Patty put on a red dress, then a blue one, and asked me which dress looked best on her. She had neither bra nor panties on. I told her I liked the blue one, since it was daytime and her nipples weren't visible. It fit her like second skin, and if she had a bush, it would have shown, as.