‘I had breakfast and Matty’s here to milk the cows.’ ‘When did she get here?’ Ora asked. ”Bout an hour after you fell asleep. Ah fixed a p...llet for her on the parlor floor. Wish I could stay t’day…’ ‘We need the money and Mr. McCurley needs you t’ finish the job,’ she cut him off as she pushed herself up with her arms. He sat on the bed to stop her from getting out and held the cup of tea in front of her. Under the home-spun sheets she pulled her legs up into a lotus position so she could lean. It was with reluctance that we all said goodnight just before the bouncersthrew us out so that they could lock up. It was three o'clock in themorning but I didn't want the night to end. I took Gloria's arm in mine aswe tottered in out high heels down the road in search of an illusive taxi.Eventually we found one and tiredly snuggled up against each other in theback seat. Gloria was my best mate; there was no doubt about it. She wasalways there for me when I needed her and during the weeks we. .Craving more you whimperand again my hand smacks your assburning, stinging, hurting so sweetly.It matters not...You heave a sigh at my hand's sudden soft touchand then that same hand stings your flesh.Suddenly there is nothing else.It matters not...Because you wait.You wait for my touch and love me...The Ties That BindIn your time as the live-in Nanny to the family you have often longed for this encounter to happen and with Jennifer and the c***dren out of town for the weekend the time has. Then, abruptly, he was called for an interview with Sput Sputnik himself. At first, he was flattered that his copy had attracted the acknowledged king of the girlie magazines. Then he found out that he was part of a gigantic coup. Sput, annoyed and dismayed by the ever-increasing number of imitations of Pussycat, had decided to decimate the competition in one huge raid. The staff of Pussycat quadrupled overnight as every editor of every competition publication was hired away at a juicy salary.