"Even though everyone knows what she's like, they all still listen." Lot of people with nothing better to do, I guess," I said."Just promise me, John,...that if she tells you anything that you take it with a pinch of salt," said Jan."I will, though I barely know the woman to speak to," I replied."Good," giggled Jan as I decided to chance my luck with her.We made love for an hour or so that night, but knowing Jan was up early I gave her some respite with my demands and allowed her to drop off in. A reflected light moved across the wall as a car pulled up in front of my house. I could hear the crunch of tires come to a stop in the tree rubble outside. I thought to get up and greet her, but she was too fast, bounding through the open door with her accustomed high energy. She was backlit for a moment, her short blond hair a halo about her face. She was wearing tight shorts and the fine hair on her thighs was similarly highlighted. Again, I was struck by how attractive she looked. And I. “Mr. Embridge, I have that man who called yesterday on hold. He insists on speaking with Miss Foster but she hasn’t come in. He demands to speak with you, sir.”Embridge took the transferred call, swearing silently under his breath.“You got the package?” he growled.“Yeh. A good thing, too. I’ll tell ya, Embridge, don’t get too cozy behind that desk of yours. The shit’s gonna hit the fan and if you don’t move fast enough, you’ll get a face full of it!”“Purdy’s Okanogan lawyer, Abner Goode, broke. I then realised that Jenna wanted to have sex with me and would be willing to make an exhibition of us both by doing me on the dance floor. I figured it would be best if we had privacy. Besides, this was what I set out to to do. > > "I'd love to," I replied. 'Are you local?" > She nodded and said "Don't worry, I'm not a weirdo." She laughed and began stroking my hand with her fingers in a way that made me want to purr like a cat. "How about it? I could show you a good time." > > "Of course!.