***I was just out of the shower, putting my make up on, when I heard the phone intercom system ring. Somebody had arrived downstairs.I could hear the ...ound of heels taking small steps on the hardwood, followed by a quiet ‘hello’.He’s actually buzzing them in. I thought to myself.Even though I just had an amazingly intense orgasm, I was getting wet once more. The thought of my helpless maid having to open the door and welcome my first guests in was just too much. The anxiety on his part and the. It was something we could both enjoy, and help the other with. And it beat the hell out of walking around with a pacifier in my mouth.What we agreed to, PJ and I, was that there would be no smoking until after an orgasm. Ask a smoker which cigarette is the hardest to give up, and if they're honest, that's the one. I could give up lighting up with my first cup of coffee. I could give up that butt that went with a beer (by giving up beer). But that afterglow with a little red glowing cherry in. Also the license plate on the car indicated it was from the adjacent county. Johnny was a young newspaper reporter who had inherited a good sum of money from a wealthy uncle.The third man, Sammy, was a registered nurse who worked in a hospital emergency ward. His complexion was not as dark as the other men, but a lighter caramel color. His mother had been raped by a white man in Mississippi many years ago, and he was the product of that rape. So he too had a personal interest in ending the way. A soft whistle sounded within the metal chamber. She held it up high before her, explaining, "Hang it in a tree, and when the wind blows..."She put it to her mouth again and repeated the melodic sound."That's stupid," a young male voice sounded behind Enola. The boy, Hope's twin, shoved out an unwrapped gift that was unquestionably a mountain climbing hammer. "What does she want a noise maker for? You want a shell hammer. It's useful."The two twins began arguing back and forth about the merits.