At that moment, Bill, Ellen's husband, came down the ladder from the loft and, wide-eyed, looked at the two naked women. "What's going on? You guys wo...e me up." He was wearing only boxer shorts. Ellen looked up at him. "Sit and watch, if you like. You may not approve, but I'm giving Beth a first hand look at a new adventure, no pun intended," she said with a wry smile.Bill looked over at me, at the towel over my lap, my hand conspicuously beneath it, then back at Beth's spread legs and her. In my case, it didn’t really matter because I was at that stage in my life when I was obsessively attracted to older women and found the younger generation to be a bunch of strange thinking alien lifeforms from another planet.Ramon was really on the payroll of Don Leone and the boys back on the lower East Side, but he was comped to me for the duration of my Las Vegas chores getting the escort business back on track and out of the headlines. It was one of the most lucrative areas of the Leone. Dawn turned her face so that her lips brushed Laura's cheek too. She kissed it, then nipped Laura's earlobe, the same way Laura had nipped hers."You too, this time, okay?" she flirted.Laura nodded. She began to unbutton her blouse while Dawn again pulled her sweatshirt up over her head and tossed it over the back of the sofa. Instead of removing her bra too, she waited until Laura was finished pulling off her blouse. Her eyes lit up as they fell on Laura's bra, a wildly sexy pale green one with. With the help of sound effects,Byron heard every eerie sound a bat makes when it hits flesh and bone.Jamie's bat never came close to hitting Patty.Patty was the one who almost blew the whole thing. He was havingtrouble keeping from laughing as he watched Jamie swing the bat withall his might and never even come close to hitting him.Sharon, who watched the whole thing, heard Jamie tell Byron as heclimbed in the car, "If that fag isn't dead, I sure made it so that hewould rather be dead than the.