Since it was not part of my master plan, I showed little interest in the project. I did agree to give Gerome anything he needed for his project.“Goo... Ed, I really need you to take a look at the commercial I am getting ready for the local evening news. The Utube plea for help has raised some money, but not enough for me to get paid. Take a look at the new one before I send it to the Jackson TV station. Do you know anyone there.” he asked.“I did but I forgot her name. She is probably gone now. I barely made it over the first cushion before my legs gave out underneath me. I closed my eyes as a dull ache started to throb in my head. Unfortunately, my world wasn't quiet enough for sleep.The couple that lived in the apartment above me were apparently fighting again. I couldn't make out the words, it was just loud noises at this point. Cars driving by would honk their horns, sending my headache to another level of pain. A brief moment of silence was interrupted by a sudden strike of. And now it was about to happen for real.Caressing my inner thigh Mike sat there for a while. The silence filled the room completely and only added to my excitement. He seemed unsure if he should go on, but I was way past the point of no return. Fantasy and arousal had taken over so I grabbed his hand."do it... please, do it." My voice was trembling uncontrollably. "this is already part of the game." Mike answered calmly,"but before we begin with the main part, I should go over the rules." He. “Are you Dag Hamar?” she snapped, turning toward me.“Yes ma’am,” I responded, standing. There were still tears in my eyes. Floral scents really kill me.“I liked you better with long hair and a beard.” I wiped my eyes and looked at her—above the spike heels, tight skirt and ample bosom. The bubble burst. What she meant was she liked me better 30 years ago.“You found your way in, I assume you can find your way out,” I growled as I sat back down.“I want to hire you,” she said. “I need a private.