"And I assume that you are the other defendant," she said, looking at Paige as she shook my hand. Claudia's handshake was firm, but her eyes were soft... reminding me of my own grandmother. Her hair was graying, but she had been a natural blonde in the not too distant past. She peered at us over half-glasses."Mrs. Kindle and I are equal members of the distribution committee," I said without referring to the Peoples' estate.The judge took her seat behind her desk, but did not motion for us to sit. Nice bunch of lasses, none under 45 I'd say (not that I was going to ask!), and all at the point in a woman's life where their husband is to busy (or simply not interested) to satisfy their needs.There was one, Tracy, I think. Must have been fifty. Said she'd had five k**s. She looked great, I mean yeah, things were heading south, but I kinda like that. Just sitting there idly imagining the stretch marks that must have been easily visible on her body, and the fact that she obviously had a. "Hey, I'm sorry!" Hank apologized. "I would have said good-bye, butthese ass holes wanted me back right away." You know, Gary misses you allot." Like I said, I wanted to say goodbye. In fact I was getting ready to . . ." Hello!" Nick interuppted. "Remember? Shooting a movie here!" Shut the fuck up!" screamed Hank.Nick stood up and started bellowing in Turkish. To my surprise Hankreplied in Turkish. Then Jackie joined the yell fest. And that broughtDennis over to the four of us still on. She carried herself with an air of understated sensuality and grace.Ariel reached and took one of Bridget's hands in both of hers. "I'm so happy to meet you, Bridget," she said warmly."I'm pleased to meet you too, Ariel," Bridget managed to get out."We have a lot of things on sale, especially intimate apparel. If I can be any help, just let me know." Ariel left them with a smile and a view of her tight ass.A few minutes later Bridget looked around for Ariel and caught her eye. She needed help.