I'm being paid two million dollars for the film. You don't have to be the one snuffed. All my principal specified was that it be a busty redhead." Wha... is this stuff about the Widow Parker and Peter being stuffed in a trash can?" When you had died and we had disposed of your body we couldn't have your husband looking for you, now could we. It was a tidy solution to a vexing problem. Everything is wrapped up nicely. Your husband would be dead, you would have disappeared and the police would. He’s forty to sixty years older than them. He’s old enough to be their father. He’s old enough to be their grandfather. All of them are beautiful, buxom, big boob, blonde bombshells. And it’s been like that with him for fifty fuckin’ years. He’s such a fuckin’ pig. He’s fucked everybody. He’s probably had more pussy than Wilt Chamberlain. I don’t get it. How does he do it? What’s his secret?’ Mario scooped up the newspaper while Vito and Angelo looked over his shoulder. ‘Holy shit, Boss, those. ”Oliver stepped away from Glen. He was getting nervous that Glen didn’t mean anything good by his line of questioning. He stopped and faced Glen ready to fight. He asked, “What are you planning?”Glen turned to return to the house. He said over his shoulder, “You and Cliff. So much alike. Both of you need something that the other has and neither one of you realizes it. Tell Cliff about yourself.”Glen walked back to the house leaving a very confused Oliver behind. Oliver stood there for several. The ensuing wetness slowly moistened the tiny thong she had on under her jeans. Previous viewings of the same video had produced similar results, and Celia knew that in due course, this thong would soon be soaked through too. A faint Mona Lisa smile played across her face as she recalled the tumultuous orgasm Jim had given her the day they made the video. The smile widened as she recalled without shame about the number of men she’d passed earlier that very day at the Danbury Mall and how.