Sighing, he replied, “No you’re not.”“I’ve got to start exercising. If my figure goes, I’ll never make enough money when I get back to str...pping,” replied Ginger ignoring his denial of her weight gain.Ginger knew that if the average housewife understood how demanding of a job it was to dance on a stage with no clothes, that they would treat exotic dancers with much more respect. It was tough enough walking, much less dancing, in six-inch heels. The pole dance required muscles most people didn’t. ” He gestured to his right, and said, “This is my Associate, Ingrid Danielson. She is assisting me with the terms of your wife’s will. Also joining us is Doctor Andrew Cashner, who I believe you know. He is specifically mentioned in the will and we will deal with his part of the process first, freeing him to go while we deal with the more complicated details that concern you.”He was smooth. Every syllable was carefully delivered. If I didn’t know better, I would say he was a hired actor, not a. "Wilbur's face fell. Also his eyes gleamed at the thought of an expensive, free Skimmer."Just kidding, Cord. Sheila, I was just putting you on. Maybe I had one too many drinks, huh? You go right ahead. You plan it all out. Can't you two take a joke? I was only trying to have a little fun."Cord edged to the door of his own party."I'll work it out with Andy, Wilbur. Nice to have met you, Sheila." He ducked into his own party before either could answer. Holy mud, what a mess that poor girl was in.. His fingers were roaming over the open split, teasing and exploring. He had never touched her there before and her dazed mind sensed in horror that he was going to make her submit to some kind of horrible indignity and even as she realized it, his middle finger was probing experimentally at her tiny puckered anus, spreading it, teasing it... and then suddenly it popped painfully up to the first knuckle into the tight virgin hole."AAAARRRRGGGG... NNOOOO!!!!"Savagely, he wormed his finger in.