Debbie had me returning calls for a while and talking to our steel supplier. Their prices had gone up a little, but we were now in a high enough disco...nt level that our margin wasn't really affected yet. I sent Tiny a note so he could keep track of our costs per unit.The local car builder had an order for three frames, three sets of sheet metal and three motors. That was a bunch of bucks for him. The order had been paid for in advance on a credit card. Since there wasn't any dickering with him. We lay there like that together for a while, me between her spread legs,her laying back breathing heavily and staring vaguely at the ceiling. My facepressing against her pussy and my tongue moving lazily over her. "Will you think of what you have done later? Will you finger that wetpussy and think of me, little slut?" "Oh yes." Blushing at the name and seeing myself later fingeringmyself wildly at my memories. "Would you like it if I let my little slut do it again?" "Oh god yes." My pussy felt. He told me about this other place on the west side. It did sound better but I wanted to make the sale. Oh well I thought, maybe I can at least get to fuck Chuck. I didn’t think it would happen but I put on every effort to make it happen.I hopped up on the kitchen counter and I am sure he was staring at my stunning legs. I still had that burning sensation between my legs and I flirted like mad to have Chuck extinguish it.We talked for only a moment when he told me he was a model. I told him. She gave a deep sigh, staring at the dark canopy above her full of tiny, most curious carvings. Her golden reddish curls flowed down like melted amber onto the pristine white sheets. Then she besought herself, repositioned so that her upper body was bent forward. Hesitantly, she began to loosen her light tunic. She didn’t dare to look up, yet she was certain her Master hadn’t moved from his seat. The thin fabric came off quickly. At last she lay on the bed, spread out in a womanly, almost.