You can use them as demonstration pieces, or I can sell them outright," I said."I like that idea. Neither of us has to put out any money beyond the co...t of this project," Jeremy said."Yes but we need to come to an arrangement before we get too far along in the project," I suggested."Build your cabins, I'll bet they will be sold before you drive the last nail into them," Jeremy said.He kissed me goodbye in front of Alice and it was more than a friend's kiss. It was a lover's kiss. I didn't make. I tried to ignore the looks.We were just about at the entrance to our box when one of the men wearing a suit called out. "Hey! Bring those bitches over here for a moment." Get to the box," I told Lenore and Ashley. I stopped as they continued walking towards the luxury box. The man who had called out stepped away from one of the luxury boxes. "Hey! I said bring them here."I turned to look at him. "You don't own them, and I don't have to obey you." Sure you do," the man sneered. "I could buy. The last time was with his late wife Sandra lying beside him. They had both masturbated themselves while listening to another couple – they had never met them – doing the same on their bed. Maybe Cathy and I can do that sometime soon. Why not, he thought. He was determined his new sex partner was going to be introduced to every kind of sexual depravity possible.Cathy, for her part, was still sexually buzzing from her evening with Tom. As she showered it was all she could do to not spray the hot. What I found was no surprise. Fashionable as she was, she and her razor had endeavored to emulate the late 90’s trend in pornography, keeping everything slick-smooth, everyday, because, you never know. Moments passed strangely. She closed her eyes and I suddenly cursed my self for not trimming my fingernails, you know, because you never know. I got over it. When I called her earlier tonight, I said ‘You, me, drink ’til someone falls.’ And here we were, both of us on our backs. So my fingers.