When Cheryl was gone, we all climbed into bed and cuddled up. "Cheryl can be big money, Boss," Darla opined. "She's very hot and exotic looking." Well... she has yet to stick her hand out asking for money," I replied. "When it comes down to actually doing it, she might get hung up." I shook my head. "I can't believe I'm actually leading women to prostitution."Darla laughed. "You're not, Boss -- we are. You're being Mr. Nice Guy, as usual."I grunted. "When is it going to soak in enough that you. The rest followed suit. "Now, ' Mel said, "what have we got, today?'"Not a hell of a lot, ' Jenny said. "We've checked everything in Lower Downtown, Larimer Street, then the 16th Street Mall and now Cherry Creek. Nada. Not one place that sells the kind of stuff we're doing.'Sylvia volunteered, "I went into a couple of sex shops on Colfax. They haven't got a thing that isn't trash. No imagination. Didn't get too much time to look around, though.'"Why not?' Jenny asked."Soon as I'd get in and. I walked in and saw three other gurls hanging out by the kitchen breakfast bar. Julia introduced me to Mickey, Barbie and Paula. They were all really friendly. Julia showed me to her bedroom, which had an en suite bath, and told me I could finish dressing in there. They’d all be waiting for the big reveal, when I was ready. It didn’t take me long to throw my dress on, put on my wig and brush it out, glue on some nails and apply some ruby red lipstick. I slipped my pumps on and walked into the. She was hanging onto the "newel post" of the bannister, either to steady herself or to bar me from going up the stairs, or both.I stood and took her in, and she me. I was encased in lycra from the gym, black and shiny. She was in this pale grey silk robe, her curves were evident.A fantastically full pair of breasts with prominent nipples (not erect) were outlined in the fabric. She was a delightful half stone above what she would probably have regarded as her ideal weight, giving her a curvy.