” “Oh, you want to have sex? Like now? And for the next six months? I say jump, you say how high. I don’t like what you wear, you strip right in...front of me. You do whatever and whoever I say?” Tom capitalized with a slap on the ass. Silence. Nothing but silence.Tom got up and started to walk away saying over his shoulder. “I have a few phone calls to make and don’t worry, the fire department will be one of my last.”In a small voice, Cindy struggled to say, ”Six months and we are even? No. Their opinion was that marriage was for life whatever the beatings she endured. Consequently she hadn't spoken to them since that time. Her sister Alison however had supported her throughout."Of course, I would love to meet her."It was obvious they were sisters, the same colouring and features. The main difference apart from age as Alison was three years younger was Alison being built on much sturdier lines. She was delighted. Primarily that Millie had found happiness again."I wondered who was. We offer the prettiest girls in the area, and if you check around, our rates are quite reasonable. In fact, if you order three hours with her, we’ll give you a fourth hour at half our regular rate.”“Just an hour will do then.”“Okay. So what girl would you like?”“What do you mean?”“What type of girl would you like to spend the evening with?”“You mean you’re not the girl?”“No,” she chuckled, “I’m just the answering service.”“Oh. Okay, then. What type of girl do you have?”“We have white, black,. "Let's talk."She looked at me, her green eyes questioning."Here's the deal. She was a C-cup. Last girlfriend, the one that dumped me, she was maybe a C, maybe a D. I don't know. I didn't pay attention. So I've got some experience with bigger titties. Baby, what I'm saying is that it doesn't matter. Your smile, your laughter, your conversation, you could weigh 300 hundred pounds and have titties the size of milk jugs, and it wouldn't matter. Or you could be completely flat-chested. It doesn't.