When she recovered from her final orgasm, we both redressed. "I hate to say it, but I still have to start you out as a hostess. I'll make sure you mak... enough to make ends meet, till I can get you on the stage." I told her."Thanks, boss. I truly appreciate EVERYthing," she smiles as she winks at me."And another thing," I say as she starts heading out my door, "My name is John. No one calls me boss around here."* * *I met Jason for the first time the next night at the BBQ.He looked. He was about to pour the liquor into a glass when he heard the thump from upstairs. He froze. A burgler? Or was his wife home after all? He crept into the hallway by the stairs and listened. He heard the thump again accompanied by the squeak of bedsprings. A chill gripped his heart even before he heard his wife moan. He raced up the stairs as quietly as he could and tip toed down to his bedroom door. They hadn’t even bothered to close it. He leaned around the doorframe and looked in. His wife. Sitting in the doctor's office, awaiting a gynecological exam. Anywhere, other than over her brother's knee. She yowled in pain."David! David, stop!"David's right hand came down with a resounding smack, making the flesh of her bottom compress and rebound, making Jennifer howl again."David, please!"David spanked her again.Bare-bottomed, her jeans and panties down around her knees, Jennifer's rear end bore a profusion of white-rimmed hand prints. They tattooed both her cheeks equally, and David. Now I have a face to put to Sheila's incessant 'Brendan' blather when we talk on the phone." Nice to meet you, too," I laughed."Bren, there are days when you should be very glad you don't have any siblings," Sheila laughed."Oh, you love me and you know it," Jenny said. "Well, I'm going to bed. I just stayed up for the grand unveiling," she giggled. "See you all tomorrow." She headed upstairs."She's such a pest," Sheila said. I started laughing. "What's so funny?" All I could think was, yup, you.