Randall?”“Carol?” I asked.She must have been ready for this, because she broke right out into:“Little town, it’s a quiet village...Ev’ry d...y like the one beforeLittle town full of little people...Waking up to say...”I helped by singing,“Bonjour, Bonjour...Bonjour, Bonjour, Bonjour,”“There goes the baker with his tray, like always, the same old bread and rolls to sell. Ev’ry morning just the same ... Since the morning that we came to this poor provincial town”I finished by singing, “Good. I gave her a very shortened version telling her about all the girls’ parts.She seemed to react to the part of Lola.“She’s a seductress, Izzy. Do you know what that means?” I asked.She climbed up on my lap and said, “I recognize part of that word, seduce. Isn’t that what a prostitute does?”“I guess, but a seducer doesn’t even need to be a woman, much less a prostitute. Guys do it too.”“So, what does it mean ... to seduce someone?” she bounced back asking.“Jennifer, how would you answer that?” I. " "Is that a promise?" "Damn right sweetie." Rolling her eyes while she laughed Amy said, "May I please continue?" Mel answered in her most polite tone of voice. "Please do." "For an extra fifty dollars we'd give a guy a hand job and for a hundred dollars we'd kneel on the foot stool and suck his cock." Both Mel and Amy stared at me. They were trying to gauge my reaction to what they'd just divulged. Trying very hard to avoid sounding judgmental, I asked, "Did you do very many private booth. "No?" I asked, not entirely sure what she had just said.I could see heat rising up along her skin and cover the paleness of her soft globes. So badly I wanted to reach out and feel that heat, to press my lips to it and run my tongue along those soft curves."No," she said under her breath, but in a slightly different tone.She took another step closer and stood mere millimeters from me. I was looking down at the deep, soft depth between her rising and falling breasts. All I had to do was lean.