After everyone's begun to get in their cars and leave, I climb into my rusty old El Camino and glance at the directions. I look in my rear view mirror... checking my make-up before driving to the party house.When I get there, I have to park a block away because so many cars are lined up along the street. I get out, leaning on my car and lighting a clove cigar, inhaling deeply as I look up at the stars. I finish it quickly, then grab my camera and put the strap over my head.I can tell which house. It must be a successful strategy because we pop a lot of Champagne corks. Every time BB lands a new client, the whole office celebrates. Even if it’s 10 in the AM.Ms. Sloane seemed to be following similar breadcrumbs in what I now thought of as the McGovern Campaign.“Birdie, did you and Ms. McGovern ... growing up, were you close?”“Oui. Tréy close.”“Example?”“Well ... you know how some folks, archeologists and such, extrapolate that girls mature sooner than boys?”“Go on.”“Trish was the one that. She liked showing the older man her body, it made her feel naughty. She stopped twirling and stood there, legs slightly apart, hand on her hips. She told Nick shame on you, I saw you looking my underwear. She smiled and said damn Nick if you like them so much, why don't you just keep them? then Smiling the whole time, she reached under her skirt, bending slightly, the little girl slid them down her legs slowly. When she had them off ,she stood up straight and extended them in her hand at the. I felt a little sad when he told me to pull out of my sister because he had a “better idea”.He then had my sister roll over on to her back on the couch and positioned me between her legs again. “If you’re going to fuck her, you might as well see her”, he rambled.I looked down at my sister before me. Her hair was a mess, her eyes red from tears. In this position her breasts seemed larger then before as they jutted out toward me. I could see all of her tan lines and a tight trim job of her.