?Take off your clothes.? She ordered in measured tones.?What???Take off your fucking clothes now bitch or I am leaving!?I rolled the soaked pyjama shi...t off over my head, causing my wet red hair to spill over my face. The long hair hid my shame as I quickly pulled my pants down and stepped out of them. I figured it was like an old bandaid, better to pull it off in one hit. I stood, freezing now, with a hand thrown across my erect nipples, and another shielding my tight bald pussy.?Much better.. When Friday came around Jim came over around 8:30 and was asking where this girl was. I told him that it was my girlfriend and that I thought it was hot having my girlfriend with another man. He shot me some glances and seemed okay with the idea. He sat in my apartment and talked with me for about half an hour discussing my love life and my girlfriend. He seemed to like the fact that she had big breasts and had never been with anyone besides me.Anna came home early and I could tell when she. It was as if me and Anna's husband weren't there. The easy going intimacy of Anna and Bethany as they danced half naked showed that this "date" was more about the two girls missing each other and wanting to get back together: them wanting to have each other rather than swapping partners. I don't know how much Mike knew of what the girl's had planned, but he didn't seem concerned by their display of intimacy and I was happy to see him calmly put his drink down and walk across and slide his. Now, all I had to do was to connect John Silverstone’s death unequivocally to Hoover.Oops, one of the other purchases was listed as a crack house! My immediate question was whether or not that was just a coincidence. If that were a coincidence, I wouldn’t worry about it right now, but if it were part of the pattern, then there was more going on here than I thought. It seemed like I was collecting too many facts too fast. I had better discuss this with Ring.[Ring, it looks like my boss might be.