"I'll buy whatever you give me, baby." If she made a sale, maybe she'd go out with me. I didn't care about money if that wasn't obvious yet. I had mil...ions with no sure way to spend it all. "Then I will pick out something very precious for you." She said, emphasizing with her pointed red, nailed finger. "You stay here now. I'll be back." "I won't go anywhere." Where was I gonna go? There was entirely too much junk in here as it was! She cam back seconds later carrying in both hands a small box. I feel a spark of heat as our kiss goes supernova. She wraps herself around me and again my mind screams "TAKE". She tears at the towel and I'm free. She guides me into her and cries out as I slam home inside her. Again, pressing deeper. She cries out again and she hides her face in the crook of my shoulder. I know I should be gentle, but I need her. One last lunge andI hear her sob my name against my neck. I raise up a bit and kiss her lips, and she give me a smile. "I'm sorry, baby," I. "Who was that fucking bitch who was hanging all over Bob on the dancefloor?" one of them said angrily. "I've had my eye on him for my daughterfor a long time." Your daughter, my ass," came the rejoinder from the cubicle next to ours."You'd like to hang all over him yourself." The first lady's half-hearteddenial was interrupted by a "shoosh" from our next-door neighbor. I heard alittle scuffling and was embarrassed when I glanced up (not interrupting myactivity of course) and saw someone peeking. I mean, wecould try..." You don't sound too sure."Laughing, I admitted I wasn't. Not at all. "Michelle could probablytalk us in. We could invite her," I suggested.Tam gave me this weird smile that told me that wasn't such a good idea.Her eyes flicked to one side and she muttered something, but I couldn'tquite make it out."Could you repeat that?" I asked her.She looked around, then leaned in close and said in this really small,high voice full of her minty toothpaste breath, "I want you all.