Obviously there weren't too many women prepared to be a "sales-slut."I thought immediately of how my wife had been talking of taking a part time job.I...glanced towards the small sales counter where a rough looking guy looked bored as he thumbed through a magazine.Going to the counter I asked if he still required a "sales-slut."Reassured that he did, but in a tone that implied that pigs might also fly, I asked a couple of details.He told me that he hadn't been able to fill the position because he. “I also assured him that I wasn’t there for that. I guess he just didn’t believe me.”“No, daddy, it was me. Thinking about it, my looking around for you, when I came into the foyer, had to have made it clear to him that I was looking for you to join him and me,” said Jenna. “I just didn’t realize it until I talked to James, and then, all of us here, now.”“Daddy, I guess I never realized just how much daddy David hated you. I do now. And, daddy David is in the wrong. I mean the divorce and. ." said Mandy who was a bit hesitant, despite what she was phoning about."Hi Mandy, so good to hear from you; Gaby said that you would be phoning," said Steve, putting her at her ease a bit."Yeah, she is a matchmaking bitch, isn't she?" laughed a more relaxed Mandy."Yes, but I planned to get to know you, even without Gaby's help," responded Steve."You did?" asked Mandy."Yeah, I decided that I wanted to fuck you the moment I saw you," said Steve, truthfully."Well that is good to know because I. I lived with my Grandma and everyone pretended like it didn't exist. At the time, I knew my Mom was a crackhead but I didn't really understand what she was doing on the corners all night to the early morning. I think I knew, but I was just naïve I guess... So one morning I saw my Mom getting into an old Sanford and son truck. They drove to next street and parked. I could see my school bus coming down the street, but I hid. Once the school bus passed, I proceeded towards the truck. Not knowing.