‘Seriously though, I do want to apologize. Come back in and let me buy you dinner. I mean a real dinner, none of that damn rabbit food.’ His voice...was totally sincere. ‘We don’t even have to eat there if you want something else. I saw a real nice steak house down the street about a block or so.’ ‘I was serious about eating earlier, but any pizza parlors around?’ His grin returned full blast. ‘As a matter of fact…Uh, my name’s Devlin Morris, and you are…?’ The leer was gone, now real curiosity. ..” Laurie came across the room and grabbed them from her sister’s fingers. “Yes!” She tossed them across the room towards the suitcases; the panties landed in Cory’s.“Hey! Watch it!” protested Cory.Laurie shrugged unhappily.Just then the bedroom door opened, and Jeanine entered, carrying a pair of plastic laundry baskets. The baskets looked hopelessly mundane compared to the maid outfit the girl was wearing. The black satin top was cut sufficiently low that her open cup brassiere was on. And the new car you want."I'm stunned. How far does he want me to go with this, I wonder? "Well, suppose he wants real sex? Suppose he wants to take me back to his room, to screw me like one of these hookers here?" It won't come to that, honey. He's not crazy. Yeah, he knows that big clients get some privileges, but he can't expect to have my wife, for Christ's sake. Won't happen. Don't worry about it."I sat back and thought about it. He wants me to let this man paw me. My dear husband wants me. " "Really?" he asked, his brain suddenly whirling with ideas. "Cool." He fell silent for a little bit, lost in his thoughts. "Same for me, sweetie," Okay." He lay next to her, and took her hand, held it tight for a minute, then rolled on his side. "I love you," he told her."Me too."The next day she surprised him. She had gone shopping during the day, and when he got home from work she showed him the two boxes on her dresser, one pink, one blue, decorated with lids, like keepsake boxes. Next to.