But I did notice, Pilar always gravitating towards Racheal and it looked like there was some mutual flirting going on.Interesting?!As the evening turn...d to night, the BBQ settled down to a handful of people hanging out back and a few inside. I cruise around and find Pilar inside, talking with a couple friends and Racheal.I stood in the doorway and watch Pilar from across the room. Everytime our friends looked at our picture, I could see Racheal and Pilar, brush a hand across each other. ” “ Listen, Angelo, I just want a place to write. I can't stand where I'm living. I have to get out of the house and I like telling you my stories, but I want to know your story.” “ My story?” “ Yeah, why do you need a harem of women to seduce, fuck and get rid of?” “ I like it. That's why. It gives me pleasure and I like pleasure, but you're different. You're interesting, not like the bimbos I bring here.” “ I'm glad you think I'm different and not a bimbo,” I said, but still didn't trust. His bare legs looked so smalland weak, as did his bare arms.Brian couldn't help but notice polish on his nails as his small handsreached up and touched the soft skin on his now feminine face. He movedhis hands and brushed his long fingers through his silky smooth redhair."What the hell is happening here?" Brian gasped."I'm sorry, Miss," Sally answered. "We have an opening in first classand we wanted to offer it to you."Brian blinked. He didn't know what to say - he'd never been offered afree. "You want his shorts, too?" Brent sarcastically enquired."Just write it up and let's see what comes back as a counter," Brandon ordered the agent. Half an hour later, Brent came back with a smug smile on his face."Two twenty is as far as he'll move," he let Brandon know. "You can send him as many offers as you want, but that's where you're going to end up." Really? Then send him one for two-fifteen, and let's see if you're right."Brent wrote up the offer, then left to present it. Fifteen.