Bad wapas aai mujhe kuch na karne ka isara kiyaMera dimag kharab ho gaya lekin usne mujhse mera mob. No. le liya raatme hum sab lete the wo mujhe msg ...ar k puchne lagi ki tum ye sab kyo kar rahe the tumhara man chanchal ho raha tha kya karne ka irada hai tumhara usko dekh k mera man to pahle hi usko chodne ka ho chuka thaMaine saaf saaf msg type kar kah diya ki tum mujhe sexy lagti ho mai tumhar upar letna chahta hu wo msg kar k lihkti hai ki man to mera bhi yahi hail akin yaha kaise sab log. Who are you thinking of?”“My dissertation advisor, Marie Thereaux. As Alice would say, she’s your kind of person.”“And what kind is that?”“On the petite side, booby, pretty, brunette, and completely fuckable.”Dave teased, “And she will show up here any minute, strip off her clothes, throw herself onto this bed, and spread her legs and beg for me to fulfill her sexual fantasies? I doubt it.” He chuckled.“Seriously, she does want to come and visit the Circle and meet you especially. Since I’m. Martino recommended a painter who showed up that afternoon to paint a sign on the front of the shop. That was all I could afford at the moment, but it was a start in the right direction. I hung an “Open for Business” sign on the side of the door and waited to see what would happen. The rest of the day was a dud until I was about ready to close up shop for the day and visit Martino’s restaurant for supper.A man walked in the door. He was dressed as one of the upper middle class, so I had high. ." wailed Jessie, seated in one of the salonchairs. "Who's bright idea was it to use this idea again?" We don't have a choice, Jessie." her partner, James, explained. Theywere both disguised as stylists, both wearing glasses and black shirts.Jessie wore a red skirt and black high heels while James wore redtrousers with black shoes. "You know we need money somehow."Meowth scoffed from his position behind the cash register. "Yeah, but weain't gettin' any customers. So fat lotta good it's gonna do.