Silence greeted me and I started to think we had been disconnected."Hello? Still there?" I asked."Franklin, you can't possibly mean that. It's John Ro...ce! He has won more writing awards in the past ten years than anyone ever had in a lifetime. He gets six figure advances from his publisher, if he even hints at an idea for a book. High six figures," Becky, my agent of two years said in a begging voice."Didn't you hear me? I said, 'no'. I'm tied up with a personal project that I am going to be. Tommy nodded. ‘Hit who?’ Bobby asked, suddenly showing a lot of interest in their conversation. ‘Who hit him, Mommy? Did Daddy do it?’ ‘Never mind, Bobby,’ Tina said, ‘Tommy and I were talking about someone we heard about.’ ‘Daddy hits my mommy sometimes,’ the little boy said, his eyes wide and his expression very serious. ‘I don’t like it when he does that. When I grow up, I’m going to hit him when he does that. I hate it when he hits Mommy.’ ‘Hitting people isn’t a good thing to do,’ Tommy. Joyce could honestly say that this conversation was starting get her hotlittle kitty wet in her pink bikini panties! Marion's plan was to inviteDarren and Joyce to their house where Renee would be present and the fourof them would have a get together. Of course, Darren did not know aboutRenee's secret in her panties.Marion would not reveal any details but would wager a little bet betweenthem that at the end of the night Renee would have Darren dressed andconverted to his new alter ego named. This was going to be realfun.It was almost 7PM and time for Trish. We were drinking Cosmopolitanswhen the doorbell rung. I walked over to the door and opened itseeing a slutty little Vixen standing in the doorway. Imagine seeinga high class hooker, fully made up with dark makeup, luscious redlipstick, long platinum blonde curly hair, a super tight, short pinkspandex dress with cleavage pouring out the top, and 6" pink pumps.I was impressed and getting hot looking at her. I needed to keepfocused.