“Well, let me tell you a little story about your friend over there at your table. He loves to conquer wives at this club while their husbands watch ...hem get fucked silly. Him and his buddies around the club place bets on whether he can seduce an older wife and fuck her in the backroom. Last weekend he fucked this beautiful 35 year old wife. She was hot as he got her to go with him into the backroom and he fucked the hell out of her. His buddies watched on as he made her cum over a half dozen. “How much does she want to buy,” I asked.A pound,” Ester suggested.“If I run this up the chain, you better be ready to make the delivery yourself. It’s going to take a week or two to get you an answer.”I went home to call Amos with my burner phone. I used his burner phone number. “Amos do you do business with a Sarah Anthony.”“I don’t know her right off hand, why?” he asked. I told him the whole story.“So you see that she is in your area. She would be an easier customer for you to service, plus. ‘James’, she would say, ‘I want you.’ We didn’t use the four-letter words, not to each other. But ‘I want you. I want you inside me’ was explicit enough. Explicit? What a useless word. The trouble is, I can tell you about what we read or where we went, but I don’t know how to describe Jane as a physical person: the bitten fingernails that told of distress behind her poise, the way that a hug of greeting would somehow convey the small urgent softness of breast, the curve of her back, the hard. "I know," she said, a flash of jealousy lighting her dark eyes. "You're going to the Diamond Dell and watch Mom, aren't you?"Jamey licked at his dry lips. "Yeah... I am," he said, after a moment. "Look... what's wrong, Baby? Why's she doing this?" Wrong? What'd you mean, wrong?" Nadine replied, tilting her head provocatively. "She's going on the stage, is all... and she's getting a lot more money. Maybe... maybe someday, we'll be a team or something."Oh Christ, that's wild, that is," Jamey.