You know what I'msaying?" Pat nodded."Oh absolutely. So you are out of town for awhile then?" Yes. A couple of weeks. No family or friends that we nee... to worry aboutso...there is absolutely no reason Mark can't wear red nailpolish on hisfingernails just for me. Isn't that right sweetheart," Cindy said huggingMark and giving him a kiss.Mark had said nothing and was so humiliated already being talked about likethat in front of Pat and she hadn't even started painting his nails yet. AsPat. ‘Yeah, I do. They just look so tasty.’Reluctantly, he disengaged himself from my breasts, climbing up onto the bed behind me. ‘Please turn over, Bryna.’I did, groaning softly at the pain it caused me to move in such a way, and Jason sat gently on my thighs, beginning to knead my back.The knots in my muscles loosened, and the pain in my vertebrae lessened. Exhaling noisily, I relaxed completely, drooling slightly in utter contentment.‘Mmm. Thank you,’ I murmured, half drunk on my languorous. After divorcing a few years ago, she would often share stories with me of her sex adventures; young men she seduced, sex-parties she would attend, toys, threesomes...there wasn’t much she hadn’t indulged in. Jenny herself was well known amongst her friends for throwing her own sex parties. Now, don’t get me wrong, I too have had my fair share of sex. Nothing like Jenny mind you, but, despite my rigorous studying habits, I was fortunate to have had a few boyfriends and explored my sexuality. He told me he would call the owner and get back to me. I told him he had one hour and then I was going to the cops. He called me back in twenty minutes and gave me the information and then he told me that the three didn't work for the agency any more as of the time of his conversation with his boss.Before I could do anything with the information the phone rang and it was Ann. "Bess just called me. She's in a motel on the other side of town and she wants me to come and pick her up." Why didn't.