"Frank allowed himself more money for hotel sex than he gave to his son. The place was fancier and didn't give off that hint of paper sheets that tear...off a roll like in a doctor's examination room. I felt like a lover, not like a whore as he held the door open for me to enter the room ahead of him. But in my heart I knew I was a whore; I had no moral feelings about allowing anyone to explore my inner body, caring only that the Reverend Michael, my beloved husband, didn't catch me. And I didn't. “And I heard some things about you from her,” she said with her voice slowly trailing away.I knew precisely now why she invited me to her place. That was clear now, and I didn’t respond right away.“I hope you aren’t mad that we talked, Jack,” Abby said with nervous reassurance.“No, no, I’m not mad,” I said with a smile. “What exactly did you two talk about?”My response made Abby grin big time, and she slowly pulled her dress well past her mid-thigh, which was enough to reveal her white panties. " I quickly went to the bathroom grabbing a towel wrapping it around me.Then I went to the door opening it, Gina was standing there. I invited her in and closed the door. Gina said, " her car would not start." There was no verbal response from me, I had just reached for her, a deep animal-like groan erupting from his throat," AGH!AGH!" and pulled her roughly to me. Her soft covered sun dress ripped away like so much tissue paper."STOP!, John! STOP, please! P-Please!" Her voice had resounded. Soon, there were water and food bowls on the tile floor by the vanity sinks. Hope, Selina and Jennie had gone to Hope's suite to get everything she would need for Sugar set up."I thought Chihuahuas had ears that stood up," Nat said as Arlene handed Spike to her. "But they look cute half flopped over like that," she quickly added.Arlene stood smiling as Nat, Nicki and Whitney cooed over the small puppy."According to Mrs. Kimbrel, these are Deerhead Chihuahuas. Their ears will stand up in a few.