The three of us had been drinking all afternoon, and into the evening. Jan was a light weight and had been trashed most of the day. Joel stood up and ...hook his head. “I didn’t bring my suit.” Jan just laughed. “Go in your boxers. I’m going in my pants and bra. What about you Carmen?” she winked at me as she pulled her top off. She knew I had a thing for Joel. He was 5’11 with dark hair and eyes and a great tan that showed he was a true Italian. We had fooled around once before, but I had been. But, it was fun while it lasted.Then, she tells us her fee: She says that she’ll represent us ‘pro bono’ if we come back to her place tonight and double team her pussy and asshole. She wants us to be her naked sex slaves for the night. Hell, we were doing more than that at work with four guys earlier tonight when their wives caught us. Well, we both know that we are nothing more than whores anyway since we’ve been unofficially fucking for money ever since we arrived in New York. So, as we’re. "Yea I think it is one of these "Baby Greenmail" letter cons I heard about at the legal conference last year." Bruce was looking at the return address on the envelope."Bruce you mean that Hawaii trip with cocktail parties you write off as business trips each year." Well Nick all work and no play make Bruce a dull..."Gina interrupted Bruce. "Try to stay on topic you guys. Bruce what the hell are you talking about Baby Greenmail?"Bruce settled back in his chair before speaking. "Has your son Tony. Thank you."After we left the signing, I cornered Carrie as we walked to the car. "Where'd you get the kind of money to buy more than half the house? That's a big deal for us."Carrie smiled, "I don't like debt, so I wanted us to owe nothing on the house. I have a lot of money that's exclusively mine to do with as I want, plus I hold shares in the limited partnership my family created – so does Emma. As we have children, they'll receive shares automatically. The assets have a good fund manager,.