Register as Mister Jones and make sure it’s a non-smoking room.”When I closed the phone Jill rolled her eyes, “What are you doing, you don’t e...en know this guy?”I grinned, “I know all I need to know,” flipped her my car keys and said, “You take the car. I’ll grab a cab later.”She sat there shaking her head until we saw him leave the bar and go across the street.Harry and I try to meet there at least once a week now. He’s the best lover I’ve ever had and has taken me to heights I never imagined.. Where are you from?"Cindi repeated half the conversations she had had that day regurgitatingthe history she had been given. The boys took only a passing interest inher words as their eyes roamed up and down her body. She clutched herbag in front of her as the shared their own histories with her."Well I suppose we'll see you tomorrow hey Cindi!" Hey!" his friend interjected, "Why don't we give you a lift? See you atthe stop around 10:00"Cindi found herself tongue tied as she tried to say no and. If you, as agroup, are of the opinion that a degree of traditional formality shouldbe maintained here at the estate, then I'll agree; but you must meet mehalfway. You may address me as Miss Parker, but please, not as 'MistressParker' or 'Mistress.' And I will address each of you by your surnames,with the titles 'Ms.' or 'Mr.' in return." Candice paused. "Agreed?"The butler, chef, and the three maids glanced at each other and noddedtheir heads. Mrs. Belfridge smiled and spoke up. "Agreed. But. My eyes rolled back into my head in disbelief as my friends’ eyes bored into my mother’s chest. “Mom.” I nodded toward her and pointed.She looked down. “Oh, what the hell. Everyone at this table has already seen them.”My mother never had a problem displaying herself in front of me but now she was doing it in front of my friends. Mom took a drink of the orange juice and I swear I saw her shrug her shoulder so her right breast was fully exposed. What the hell was she playing at?Richie and Bobby.