The rest of us are doing all your work for you. What a prick." While he drove, David's tirade was as controlled as he was able to keep it. He knew tha... every line would come back to him with a vengeance. He knew that he was feeding Helen ideas and ammunition but he couldn't stop himself. He dared not mention Drew's and Helen's outrageous flirting: the actual cause of his rage. She would love that and he would hear that throaty, sexy chuckle of hers. She would begin a monologue of her own. One. Now, dont get me wrong. Inflicting pain on someone else is what I do, but it has to be on my terms, not hers. I am not a therapist or a priest handing out penance and atonement. I am a sadist. I enjoy hurting people who enjoy getting hurt. I looked up when the doorbell rang, and I smiled. Finally! Leaving the paperwork on my desk, I walked to the front door and held it open. Ella and Tanya were standing on the stoop, the former in front of the latter. Ella gave me a huge smile and reached up. " said the still blushing woman."And these five lovely friends of yours in the audience also work for the escort service?" Robert said pointing out to the audience."Um, yes, they do ... well, three of them do, the other two women are teachers at the middle school" the woman stammered."Very good, let's give a hearty round of applause for Mrs Turner and her friends" smiled Robert.The five women sat down talking excitedly each other.Robert and the camera man walked over to Mrs Marti Allen .... “Seriously, I could live in here,” she said fingering the fine designer garments. Sharon smiled, she liked watching Tasha’s appreciation, “And I still have to show you my pride and joy,” she said as she opened an armoire door. Inside was a full display of Sharon’s jewelry. Tasha’s jaw dropped at the stunning array of jewels before her, from necklaces and earrings and bracelets with diamonds to pearls, gold and fine silver. “Pick one that you like,” Sharon suggested. “Oh, I can’t. They are all.