”“How much more personal?” I wondered.Liz pondered the question while she pulled her panties up her thighs again – and tucked her folded money...in the waistband.“You seem like a nice guy,” she said. “Maybe – if you tip well – we can play some. Do you want to buy me a drink so we can talk about it?”“Sure,” I said, smiling at her.“Uh, it’s $30,” she informed me.“Jesus,” I said.“The house keeps 90 percent,” she grumbled.“Robbery,” I replied.“I know it!” Liz answered. I watched her as she shook her. I grabbed Katie and off we went to the playground in Gloria’s complex. We played for an hour before Katie started rubbing her eyes telling me it was nap time. I scooped her up in my arms and started softly humming a lullaby as her head dropped on my shoulder. Katie was out before I got her back home. I put her down in her crib then covered her with a baby blanket. I headed for the couch and picked up the TV remote as Gloria bounced into the apartment. “That was some quick shopping to get all. Beigh. It worked. I sent you a pic. Check your email. I grabbed my mouse and rolled it on the pad to wake up my computer. I went into the company email, I would never have given that fat bitch my personal address, and found her message. I opened it up and blinked at the picture of the lush, naked woman. My eyes widened. I could see hints of Donna in the womans face. To prove it was Donna, she held her drivers license in one hand, the other holding the camera before a bathroom mirror. Holy shit,. To stay cool I had changed into my babydoll nightie and my largebreasts were straining against the thin fabric of the skimpy top. AsAaron and I were sitting snuggled up against each other on the couch, Icould see that he kept clanking over at my breasts. Finally he asked me,"Do you really do both of those things?"I was, like, what's he talking about, and then I realized that he couldread my tattoos through my nightie. "Oh, occasionally," I answered. Hedidn't say anything for another fifteen.