" I could hear the disbelief in his voice, "What, again? Always at the weekend?" "I'm having my fucking period, you shit. You want me bleeding all ove... the place?" He got the message, never one for confrontation he said he'd see me later in the week. First chance I got I'd blow that shit-hole. My phone pinged again, James asking if I'd be okay with a threesome. "Same terms" I texted back. A cool five hundred and some mind-blowing sex, I thought, sweet deal. I spent Friday daytime getting ready.. The two girls traded alarmed looks."August eighth?" Renee asked.Two-thousand eight?" Jennifer chimed in."Yes." Al nodded slowly. "It is this year." Merde," Renee whispered under her breath."Shit," Jennifer added."Well, since the dinner is cancelled," Mrs. Gore said, "would you like to join us? We can order something from room service." Great." Jennifer reached a quick decision and pushed past the Gores into their suite. "I am starved. Renee, how 'bout you order us a bottle of champagne to. Next, I rang around the escort agency listed in the groups' file and asked for the regular girl that they used. Trixie was her working name. Trixie called me back shortly afterwards and explained to her who I was and what I was planning. More importantly I explained how she would receive $5000 for her trouble. Trixie jumped at the chance to help out. The group had always paid her well and never physically harmed her, but the level of hatred she said that emanated from the group towards her was. Gregory, the middle aged one, was taller than anyone else at work, and just about everywhere outside work as well. He had a squared out jaw covered in stubble and short dark hair that defied combs and gravity alike. While he was almost the living embodiment of a gentle giant, many assumed he was a bully or barbarian that needed to be stood up to. It didn’t help that his deep, throaty voice sounded menacing all the time, which fed many the belief that he had strong manned his way to his current.