" She's not for sale," Thompson snapped, angry at the suggestion.Zim blanched. He was contrite when he spoke. "We never interfere in negotiations betw...en clients, Mr. Thompson. I'm bringing the offer to you as I must under company policy." Forget it."Zim waited for his client's anger to subside."You've made a wise choice. She's very special. Her training's almost complete. She'll be available in three weeks, or we can deliver them at the same time." No. I want her as soon as possible. Now, Mr.. Then to me, "You two are very friendly. She's almost as friendly as a girlfriend."My answer was automatic, "Carol's better than a girlfriend. She's my sister."Robbie chuckled, "You can have my sister then." He wandered off, chuckling to himself.Carol hugged my arm even tighter and said, "I wish I could kiss you here. Just wait till we get home, and I'm going to thank you for that."While we were waiting for the car, Carol suddenly spoke up, and said, "Oh yeah, I just remembered the two girls. "In fact, I want you to start wearing one all the time, starting tomorrow."Capri didn't reply, as she was too busy orally pleasuring Mace. Thankfully the weather had turned cooler, so she would be able to hide the fact that she was wearing a bra under her coat. But the other changes were making it harder to pass as a guy. Her hair had had a growth spurt and was now well past her shoulders. She wore it in a ponytail while at school. Additionally, she felt as if her hips and ass were. On one side of the hall there was a spacious open bar and a large buffet line with several food stations. The buffet avoided the expense of waitresses or waiters. Looking from the entrance on the right side was the bandstand and the large dance floor. The committee had decided to engage a DJ with his equipment for a change. The band last year wasn’t the highlight of the day. At length, the hall filled and Mr. Jackson took the mic at the bandstand to beg the partiers to be seated so he could.