Anja was the one that influenced her mom negatively, for she wanted to have Dez all for herself and wanted her mom and Angela and every other woman ou... of the picture. Now, as those two German women proved themselves to be world champions in nagging and talking shit, Dez couldn’t be bothered. He was too rich for that shit. He could now stay in Germany as long as he wished, so he divorced Cornelia and decided to employ someone else to run the massage business, and he moved to Hamburg to study. " Marge, the wonder-assistant, was doing her normal magic."Really? Wow, I've always wanted to go there. I've heard about the place for years and wanted to check it out." You're kidding, you've heard of it?" Heard of it, I know where it is! 600 miles due east of Madagascar in the middle of the Indian Ocean." Well, great. Steal my thunder! All of us had to look it up." The pause was long enough for me to question the phone systems in India. "By the way, you said I could join you on a trip if I. Apparently the government is giving grants to people who decide to have it done," Jan said by way of greeting.Chrissy was probably in her mid-thirties and dressed to kill as the saying goes."Well, our loft is insulated, but it's probably by the standards of ten years ago," I replied. "But someone would have to go up there to have a look to check. We don't have cavity wall insulation though, I can tell you that." I can take a look," said Chrissy. "That is if you'd allow me too." I'll let John. So, in this case, planting the thought that one of my friends was turned on by her was just the trick. “Okay, okay, I’m interested,” she said sexily. “Tell me who.” “Guess,” I replied. I could see the wheels start turning as she tried to figure out who it would be. “Is it one of your friends or one of our friends?” she asked. I answered, “One of our friends and that’s the last clue you’re getting.” “Hmmm, let me see,” Sheri cutely replied. “Is it Joe or John?” They were two of my best friends,.