Come over and have your tea'They sat a couple of feet apart on the settee at the coffee table, he with a napkin on his knees, she with her feet under ...er, as they ate the thinly sliced salmon sandwiches and drank from the fragile china cups. And they talked.They talked of music and art, of books and the cinema. He listened as she spoke of her travels in the States and in South Africa. She spoke knowledgeably but with no sense of superiority. He listened avidly, always giving her time, but wary. "However, I am not making any marketing effort right now. If I'm going to get serious, I will have to hire a salesperson, a warehouse person, and someone to handle the office work."She said, "Okay. I guess I need to dream up a name and a logo then." She grinned and I grinned back.It was good that she did. I had an offer to buy Olsen's the middle of next week. It was supported with financials, a copy of the current unaudited financials, and a copy of the bank statement.I took it all home to show. ”“Really?” there was a playful tone to her voice, “Then I must confess something really outrageous.”Taken aback, I sounded concerned, “What? What is it?”There was a pause, the suspense only made it worse. There was a giggle and then I could feel her warm breath to my ear.“Tina’s cunt tastes delicious. She cums very easily too,” Brigitte paused as my body reared up with a groan, “She’s a great fuck and so full of energy.”The timbre of her accent and how she whispered it so matter-of-factly, I. " So its in their interests to be as slutty as they possibly can?" Exactly, John." So tell me, Jane, why do we call it Big Fucker International." Its international, because contestants can be any colour or nationality in the world." But over 18 only, huh, Jane?" Of course, John." And will these 10 contestants always be 5 men and 5 women." Not necessarily, John. The audience can choose an even balance if they wish, but they could also remove all the women for instance and replace them with men.