"Possibly, Empress Jasmine. A very successful small trading house with an attractive son, and a live-in niece, has made an offer to both of us. We hav... agreed to meet and listen. If the son is an empire beauty," she turned and grinned at her brother who rolled his eyes, "I'm interested. Truthfully, I'm not sure which one of us they desire most."I grinned at her and we hugged again. The offer was exciting because it would represent a large step up for them both - not that they weren't deserving. Jonathon stared at her, and his cock, some what diminished now, snapped back to a vibrant rampancy.He did not know the woman, except to nod to.She had moved into the house not long before and lived alone--a divorcee, Jonathon figured, because she was much too desirable to be a spinster, and he had noticed that she was an attractive woman, but only with passing and casual interest.That was because he had not seen her without any clothing on before, and had not realized how truly gorgeous she. Cary introduced us and winked at Mr. Franklin andwished me luck and left the office saying that he would wait for me outside.He left and closed the door. Mr. Franklin shook my hand and invited me to sitdown which I did. I won't bore you, the reader with the details of theinterview except to say that I was impressed by Mr. Franklin and he,apparently, was pleased with my responses to his questions. When we werefinished he stood up and shook my hand again and told me that as far as hewas concerned. I best be getting', don't want to be here when she shows up”I walked her down to her scooter.“Martha,” I said, “you're one hell of a mother.”“Ain't hard,” she said, “just gotta love 'em, no matter what foolishness they get up to.”She buzzed off into the evening. Back inside, the others pounced on me, demanding to know what had happened. I recounted the conversation, letting them know that we would often have a trainee in the house. They made a collective sigh of relief. I hadn't realized how.