His masculine pride wasdamaged and he wanted to repair it. When he went to the kitchen, wherehis wife had gone to prepare salads for both of them, he...was pleasantlysurprised to hear her adopt a seductive tone. She said, "You know, weshould spice up our sex life. I have something you could try that wouldmake it extra special for me." "Really?" Van was eager to do whateverit would take to remove Greg from her thoughts. She pointed at a smallprescription-type bottle on the counter and said,. Guys start moving in on us and we let them buy us drinks and dance with us and they wind me up and you get the benefit."She saw the look on my face and said, "Come on baby, I've never even so much as kissed one of them. I let them buy me drinks and I dance with them. They rub up against me, cop a feel of my boobs, run their hands over my ass and I let them because I know I'm getting them hot and I'm going to leave them hanging. They all can see my rings and they try to come on to me anyway so I. .. Kim Copeland had been phoned that morning; Zeigler had just hung up the phone from talking to her. She had been enthusiastic about the assignment, and knew just the partner to get for the taking of the pictures while she and Carmel were in her home, fucking like hell on her bed. She'd used the man many times before when she was running a blackmail racket, and since the squeeze on Carmel was different only because there was going to be information handed over instead of money, she was on. “Hi, Brian.”“What’s the matter with her?” I heard another one ask. “Oh, shit guys. She got into the goodies again.” He picked up the teapot and sniffed it. “What do you think, Jack. Should we go again?”Jack looked at me. “What the hell, why not? Mrs. Hopkins, why are you sunbathing with all your clothes on? Don’t you want a nice tan?”“Y-yes, but people might see me.”“Nobody will see you back here but us and we’ve already seen you naked, remember? Why don’t you get a nice golden tan for us?”I.