"Special as you are, su-su, i'm not here for you today." He turned tocheri. "Cheri no-middle-name smith?" Yes." Did tesla drive you in from fairview?"...Yes. Do you work for my father?" No." Ding looked puzzled. "Well, yes." He motioned to his friend. "We docontract work for the bureau. But that's not why i'm here. Your sister isdelayed. She asked us to find you."Cheri shook her head. "Fucking typical."Cheri's glasses pinged. She watched her cuss-word counter advance to two.She growled at the. They started to read over the page. Dave took a pencil to his to emphasize certain parts for himself.After reading the draft, Dave said, “This is good, honey.”Pam said, “In my opinion, as your outside consultant and confidant, this is well-written and I think Mr. Holiday should accept.”Dave summarized after glancing at his page again, “So the terms are basically seven points: you do the filming for free but immediately pay him for his time to film and edit; all parts of the videos not used must. She had a dirty sense of humor and a wicked body to go with it -- long legs, fantastic tits if her low cut tops were any indication, and long, chestnut colored hair. She always wore red lipstick and matching nail polish. We'd been friendly, even sharing a few naughty jokes with the guys at work. I was more than curious about her, which was a new thing for me since I'd always only swung one way -- towards men. So, I thought I'd invite her home for dinner since my husband was away on a business. None of the guys were gay, but the other three had trouble concentrating on the television because they couldn’t get their eyes off the bump in Ace’s boxers. Bryce wanted to see what was hidden under the plaid boxers so he thought of a way to see it. “Hey you guys do you guys want to play Truth or Dare?” asked Bryce.His friends all said sure.“Truth or Dare Ace,” said Mike.“Dare,” said Ace.“Take off your shirt and boxers,” said Mike.“I figured that,” said Ace.He removed his shirt and showed a.