The only way I could break your bed, darling, is if I were to fuck you into it."I gasped at his brash words."Don't talk to me like that!" Or what?" Or...else I'll kick your ass."I was dead serious. But judging from the fact that he once again broke into hysterical laughter, he didn't think so. He surprised me by jumping up and getting completely into my personal space bubble, craning his neck down to get a good look at my face. Not letting him intimidate me, I strained my own neck backwards and. You finished off your outfit with stay up fishnet stockings and your favourite 4" heels.You looked at yourself again in the mirror and could clearly see bare skin above your stockings, below the hem-line of the skirt. Lots of it. Your stomach churned. There was sometimes a very fine line between being stylishly dressed and looking like a complete whore. This was neither. This was all for show, for me, and getting me as wound up as you possibly could. In private. "God I look hot. Good enough to. ”Dahlia asks, “Why don’t we go and bring some stuff over now. Through the week we can pack up and then after the weekly meeting on Saturday we can move. The only question is, do we sell the house or rent it out?”Zlata replies, “We have plenty of time to figure that out.”I offer, “Dick will likely hire out of town companies. The contractors here tend to do shoddy work and are always running well past their deadlines. Keep it and we will likely rent it from you. Letting employees stay there, it. Jan blushed a little, but smiled back."We can even mess around a little while we're doing a song. Like Chelly and Maryanne or Hey and me, or any combination just messing with each other. Not to mess up the music but to give the audience the impression that we are having a lot of fun entertaining them. As serious as we are, we do find it fun to do what we do! We need for the audience to sense that as well. It's called showmanship. We're not just musicians, we're also entertainers." If we're too.