Pussy seemed to wink as he tapped a ball on the tree. I swear I could… A knock at the door stopped me murdering Pussy. “Who the hell is that>” I...thought cheerily! “Maybe it’s a Christmas dildo salesman,” a delightful if hopeful thought. Nope. I opened the door to a wrinkly short woman resembling a hobbit; hairy snow boots giving her huge furry feet. “Hello Aunt Edith, what a surprise.” I may have been a little terse. “Were you expecting someone else dear?” “Oh no Aunt, not at all, come on in.”. "Gotta run. You ladies have fun and I'll be back to see you when I'm free." I snapped my fingers and I was back in the office where I found Lizzy stretched out on one of the long couches with her head pillowed on her hands and a look of blissful contentment on her face. "Enjoying yourself?" I asked."Absolutely, but ... we are here to work, so, how are you coming with your research?" Far enough that I understand why I couldn't talk to anyone about it."The look she gave me said she was impressed.. Beth, the shy red headed one, Said "Marge! forty? Really? I have only been with three." "Twenty for me" I said proudly. "Well i would have figured a good looking man like you would have banged way more ladies. If you are ready for twenty one.." Marge said smiling. "Marge!" Beth said. The conversation went on till the question came up about if anyone of us has had a one night stand. Marge went into this erotic and detailed story of a party at an office building that she and her husband had. Carly got out of her car and wrote down the license plates numbers from both cars. She wanted to go see if she could see anything in the room, but dared not lest she be spotted. She went back to her car to wait. About ninety minutes later all four men came out. They talked for a minute or two, then the three men drove off. She decided the one who had gotten there first and stayed must be Angela’s master. She watched as he made several phone calls, then went back to the room, leaving the door.