“Where is the guy you brought in?”“Mom is trying to talk to him before he dies.”“I want to see if he ever hung around the office.”I helped...her stand and she hugged me, it was a little harder than the one in the morning as far as I could feel through the body armor. Renee smiled and kissed me.“That didn’t feel too bad. You might get lucky tonight,” she said with a sly smile.“I think we all got lucky tonight.”That earned me a loving playful punch on the shoulder. We walked into the kitchen to. “Could it happen? Sure. Do I expect it to? No. And honestly, I’m not looking for that right now.”“I suppose that’s the best answer either of us can give. Wait and see. It sucks, but it’s all we can do.”We chatted for another five minutes before we said ‘goodbye’ and hung up. I had the distinct feeling that we were just marking time, and that, in the end, there wasn’t much chance of us being together unless I waited three years. That was entirely possible, of course, but not likely. For the time. Rebecca wanted to turn and close the door before she was seen, but something was stopping her. It was like she was frozen and couldn't move.As Mary's orgasm began to secede her eyes opened and saw a woman standing in her doorway. Quickly remembering that her mom was staying at the house she sat up pulling her legs closed and knees up trying to hide as much of her naked body as she could."I'm sorry honey, I didn't see anything. I thought you were sick. I could hear from downstairs." I'm sorry. When you say “money’s-no-object,” you get whatever you like. Praise Capitalism!We all took seats around the table as a chisled, oily guy in a red Speedo and a cowboy hat gyrated on the stage overhead. His package bulged out of the front of the Speedo and I was convinced he had to have it padded with socks or something. Had to be.The girls immediately started cat calling and whistling, dollar bills waving in the air which attracted the attention of Mr. Hottie McHotstuff, or whatever his silly.