Sandy set her handkerchief down. “No. No, I don’t think that is all.”“What then?”“You have talent, Delorah. Real talent. You have a follow...ng now, you have a support network now. You don’t need to use your beautiful body to secure a gig.”Delorah closed her eyes again and her largely passive face moved to a grimace. There was a little green poking through her eye shadow. “I told you that it’s done.”“For now. And don’t act like you meant to tell me. You just admitted it when I asked.” Sandy’s. And thought, “What is wrong with me? I could stop this somehow, but I haven’t even tried. I must really like being a slut.”Once the girls got dressed and Tracy had her outfit on, the girls then attached her hands together in front of her and then hooked a chain to her collar and another to her belly chain, which held her hands about tit level. Then, as an added thought, they took one of the weights from the little box that Jane had given them and attached it to the chain that was connected to. The estate wasn’t huge by her standards, but it was in the low six figures. We agreed on a fee of ten grand and I pick up the tab for my expenses. The project could prove to be a loser for sure, since it paid nothing if I failed. She didn’t want to put boots on the ground at her expense, since there was a less than 30% chance statistcally of a positive outcome.She did give me copies of all her research. Even with all the electronic research the last known address was a nursing home for the. This week it was one of those Anne summers sex party she was at.At 12.30 Sally arrived home more than the worse for wear, having had a good drink by the state she was in. Although she was in a pleasant mood she could not wait to tell a little secret she had learnt that evening.I enquired “how was the night”? Sally giggled and replied “brilliant, we had a real good laugh” “Did you buy anything”? I asked.“There wasn’t any think there that I like or that I haven’t already got” was Sally's answer..