...Mira detrás de esa cortina, hay un babydoll, ve y mídetelo, te espero con el sin nada más!Estaba cambiándome cuando sentí que cerraron la puer...a suavemente. Me asomé y doña Mirta se había ido, en esas sonó el timbre, la mujer me señaló a que me hiciera detrás de la cortina.Escuchaba que ella decía:-Primer vez? Y sabe del servicio?...(dio la información)...En el momento sólo tengo una niña te la presento y usted me dirá...Presentación!-dijo en tono alto y entró ella a decirme lo que yo debía. She calls it their ‘rubber hour’ because their folks are playing bridge while they do it. Get it?”I guess.“Is he feeling her up?”Why’s she asking me? It’s not like I’m another girl.“Sort of.” He’d worked down her straps and was reaching behind her back. It looked like she was laughing when her breasts popped free, but I couldn’t really hear.I didn’t think I should be watching, but Miriam had me squished and sensed I’d seen something. “What happened?”“He’s got it off. Her bra, I mean.”“Pervert!”. I knew he masturbated over them. I knew he needed more than I was giving him, and I didn’t want him to start having affairs. But I just couldn’t give more. One evening, not long after our first anniversary, Winston finally said that I ought to quit, that I would have to choose between our marriage and my career. Perhaps I should have. My total compensation my first year as a full partner was about the same as Winston’s net worth. But it wasn’t about money. This was my identity, this is what I. Damn, thought Al, she is wearing a short skirt. Al sit on the small stool in front of her and trying not to look up at her asked her what she was looking for and, gasp, need he ask, what size."A black pump, and in size six," she replied.Why does ever woman in Chicago think that she wears a size six, thought Al as he pulled off a size twelve and slapped a six over it. Damn why don't they just put a six on all the boxes and save me this trouble thought Al.Al returned to the blimp and tried to.