"Angie, Angie Wilson."The woman picked up the phone and told someone of her arrival. "Someone will be right with you."Angie was going to set down but ...here were not any chairs.After a few minutes a man is a black suit came out of the door leading into the rest of the building. "Follow me please Ms. Wilson." Angie followed him back into a small office. He motioned for her to have a seat, which she did.The man opened a folder than looked at Angie. "You probably have a lot of questions. Firs let. Rob is a good friend. We have been doing business together for years now."The Colonel smiled, nodded and turned to look at Samantha."This the gir you speak to me about?"Kim nodded. "Yes. She'll be the last for some time. I have sold the business." I heard that. I heard you piss off big boys in Organization?" Oh no!" exclaimed Kim. "We remain on the best of terms with the Organization. It's just that I need a change. A rest." A change. A rest. Yes. That is what we or need, Madam Kim. Good idea. ”Don leaned against her, hugged her, and said he understood. But that he needed to know everything now, and could handle anything she had done, as it was all long in the past.“Where was I up to?” she asked.I answered quickly, in case Don gave the wrong answer. “You had just been bent over the couch, that Trudy and Ashram had moved into the center of the lounge.”“Oh God, this is going to sound pretty debauched guy’s. You really want me to go on?”Immediately there were two eager idiots,. "Nothing dude," Brad said as he drunkenly slapped me on the shoulder. "It's just I can't go a week without getting some action and I've never been great at getting myself off. You understand right?"I had heard plenty of Brad's stories from when he was in high school and college. He had been with more women than any man I had met. Even his stories about his wife were always dirtier than anything I had watched online. "So what do you do? You pay some chick for sex?" I asked, intrigued. I couldn't.