The conversation had stopped. I could understand that. Frankie was a most interesting woman to look at. That hair was roughly six or eight inches long... and every strand of it stuck straight up into the air in tufts that were maybe an inch in diameter at her scalp, and which came to a point those six or eight inches later. I don't know what she had in it, but it made the hair stiff. To go with that look, her cheeks, eyebrows and eye shadow were all dark. She looked distinctly punk. Her lipstick. Another man gave the pimp money and said something to him and the pimp then told Sue "Now the thong. He wants to see some pussy. Show off that sexy hole." She took off her thong and the pimp grabbed her by the hair and then pushed her legs far apart showing her love canal." The men walked to her looking her over. One shoved a finger in her cunt to test the tightness. His cock was hard and outlined in his pants. It was then decided that Sue would go to all three. She would go to the gold room. As the evening progressed I slowly began to move closer and closer to Greg. My husband and Greg seem to hit it off immediately talking sports and work. Greg was in the securities business as a bond trader and being a CPA Doug was very interested in his work. I on the other hand was just interested in Greg. Then what seemed like perfect timing a favorite tune of mine started playing and I asked my husband for a dance which I knew he would say no too. Looking over at Greg I said "If he won't. “More than pretty, I’d say that you’re beautiful.”She smiled. “Do you think I have a good body?”“Nancy, you don’t need me to tell you that. I’m certain you’ve seen the look on my face when you come into the room. I even said more than once that you could have easily been a Playmate if you’d decided to go in that direction.”She liked the direction this conversation was taking. Turning back to the door, she quietly closed it before returning to the front of his desk. “Have you ever thought about.