. that's your bag!" he growled.Evelyn wouldn't be sidetracked. "How about this cute little chick?" She looked at one of the pictures, again. "She's a ...exy little thing! What's her name... ?" Susan... Number one, one, five!" No last name? No telephone number... or address... ?" That's against the rules of the place. The girls just have first names and numbers..." I'll bet!" Evelyn laughed. "If you really wanted to get to know one of them... you can be damned sure there's a way to get her. Replacing her was not easy. David had seen candidates over several weeks and none were suitable. He’d been starting to panic and then, yes, finally! This afternoon had yielded a result. A fellow DD. Dorothy Duke. She was perfect. She reminded David of dear old Janis. Dorothy had the same unassuming but stolidly competent aura. Her resume had everything he was looking for and their conversation went well. Dorothy left David’s office in virtual possession of the job. “We’ll get the written offer. I had fucked him. Somehow this was different. I watched as he walked around the bed and turned his back to me as he bent over to slip off his bathing suit. I watched him climb into bed and get under the covers. He locked his fingers behind his head as he watched me.He was going to watch me take my suit off and expose myself. We had talked and planned to come into this room for one reason and one reason only, to have sex. I had essentially told my son that I wanted him to crawl on top of me and. " What's that my dear?" Wanda asked, turning in her seat."That fall of Rome. Whores get blamed for everything else. They'll stick us with that too."I felt Wanda's hand grip my forearm, surprisingly strong but shaking. The shaking stemmed from her convulsing body which was seized in a quiet shudder.It was nine o'clock on a Friday night when we stepped through the back door. If not for the errand I would be leaving the Pettersen home to avoid being there when Ollie came home. It was hard to.