“Here you are, Sir. Six rolls that each contain five 1 oz gold coins. Not only is the metal valuable but as a collector’s item each coin has value... I don’t collect the cheap stuff either.”The man flashed a broad grin. “Thank you, sir. We appreciate it. Is there anything else?”“No sir, I’ll give you high praise with Rudy. You did an excellent job.” After the armoured car left, Ben assigned guard posts to his men then headed into the house. Once he got set into his recliner and Kathy had served. Her head was thrown back in total abandonment,her eyes clamped shut as she administered to that gorgeous body in exact rhythm to the back beat, her motions in intricate sync to every dynamic the band was playing. I playfully shuffled over to lance, elbowed him and tilted my head in her direction, my eyebrows rising and falling in a leering fashion. A broad grin appeared on his face as he took in the show she shamelessly provided. ''Nut tin like giving back to the band!!" he shouted in my ear as. She was a mouth watering beauty with blonde hair that reached the middle of her back.Bursting into the kitchen Jane saw an older version of herself standing at the kitchen counter. Jill Harte was 32 years old and a more mature version of her daughter, but just as stunning in the looks department. Jill was only a couple inches taller than her daughters 5'4" and her thick blonde hair was just a little longer. Her full C cup or small D cup bra wasn't really needed. Her exercise program kept them. Heading out of her bedroom I had a thought. Turning to look at her I smiled.“Would you like to go out to dinner some time?”On my way home I opened the envelope. It was another note from Rod it simply read, 'You owe me. Rod.' I just snickered under my breath, 'Great.' Then absentmindedly rubbed my throat.Two days later I received “the call.” It was Rod.“Jessica really enjoyed your services.” he opened, “She was very generous to me for the introduction.”I smiled to myself, listening to him go.