“Jessica Simpson. She got wind of your album and she wants to do a tour with you. They’re calling it the A Tale Of Two Jessicas tour it’ll be gr...at.” Ian said. “Come on. You know the only reason I did that because was I was bored. I figured if Paris Hilton can do it than any bum can. You know I don’t really have anytime to do anything but stocks.” Jessica said “Look I gave her your number she’ll be calling you soon” Ian said “You didn’t? Why would Jessica Simpson be interested in some no talent. ”“I know, right? Every man’s dream I would think”He moved over and kissed her “How long are you here for then?” He liked her hair, and her frankness. Others might have taken an hour to explain the important detail ‘we’ve all agreed that you should have sex with us if you want’. She knew there was something else.“Well, we didn’t really think this through entirely. How long do you want me here? How long before you get bored with what you want me to do?”“A married woman wouldn’t do what I’m. I always maintained an elite clientele and I am very discrete about my work, one fine day when I was busy finishing my daily household work I got a call from a private number, I thought it must be a new client but on the other hand it was a women who organizes these small get together for bog women, she told me everything she does and wanted me as a entertainer for the women she was working for. She asked me to come and meet her in person first then she will decide after seeing me and my. So I went inside the car. Pramod bhai sat to the left in the rear seat. Then aunty got in. Lastly I sat adjacent to aunty. After a sort while I found aunty weeping. So as per humanism I tried to console aunty by words but not even trying to touch her as I was previously being terrified. But as aunty was weeping more and more and as pramod bhai was also loosing his tempo so I rested my hand on auntys lap just to give her courage so immediately aunty fell on me on my shoulder and started weeping.