You are not going to believe this, Hannah!”“Well hello to you too. The trip is going very well, thanks.”“Yeah, that’s good. Listen! You are not going to believe this!”“So you said. What is it I’m not going to believe?”“I think that maybe she’s a hooker!”“What?!”“Well, technically, I guess you would call her a call girl because she met rich-looking guys at the best hotels in Philly. She went in, met them in either the lobby or the lounge, got into the elevator with them and then left again, usually about a half an hour or an hour later. She met four different guys in four different hotels.”“Are you sure that’s what she’s doing?”“No. Maybe she’s a freelance chambermaid.”“Oh wow. Why would Layla be hooking if her family’s rich?” I wondered out loud.“Maybe they cut her off.”“That’s an interesting idea. That would make her pretty desperate to land a rich husband, wouldn’t it?”“Maybe even desperate enough to try to scare off someone’s girlfriend.”“Hmm. I wonder if Layla’s as cr
Mom, we’re not breaking up because of some stupid letter!”“If anything, we feel like she’s safer with you, Dan. If you had been dating longer I would suggest you move in together,” my dad said with a sigh.“You sure you didn’t send this?” I asked dryly.“That’s not funny, Hannah,” my mom chastised. She was “Hannah” me. Ma was stressed.“Maybe you should spend more time at my place,” Dan suggested.“Should I bring my dog?” I asked with a smile.“Alright, I’m going to go call Lou,” my father announced.“Why are you calling your lawyer? Do you need investment advice?”“I just feel like he should be in on this. Maybe he knows some cops.”“Dad, he’s a corporate lawyer. Dan here is a prosecutor. Don’t you think he might get a little further?”“Good point. Dan, let’s go into the study and make some calls.”“Okay, Ben. I’m going to call some people in Philly too and have them coordinate with New York.”“Good idea.”Ben and Dan were on it. I went off to find the crossword puzzle. I’ll be hone
It kept getting better and better too. We had learned a lot more about how and where each other liked to be touched which was one of the big perks to familiarity. I found that getting him all worked up was about the most empowering, flat-out most arousing thing I had ever experienced. I loved how his eyes got darker when he wanted me. I loved the look on his face when he slid inside me. I loved the hot sexy things he said to me when our bodies were moving together, and I loved the way that he groaned and said my name when he came. I also loved how afterward, we always laid in bed snuggled up and talking.“I’m sorry that we didn’t get to do all that fun stuff we had planned,” I said.“I had a great time. Given, I would have preferred that you hadn’t gotten a harassing letter, and we didn’t have to speak to the police and the FBI for a couple of hours, but the rest of the time was fun.”“I’m just not all that worried, Dan. I do think it is just somebody harassing me. I know it’s weird t
Great,” Cam said without much enthusiasm.“What? You would have rather been a pirate?”“Maybe.” He smiled. “Would you be a wench?”“It doesn’t matter what we are, actually, since we’re just dressing up in case something goes wrong and we have to try to get in or at least blend in outside this place. I should probably pick out something dominatrix-like too though.”How to Lay Sod in Your Yard During Summer“Anyway,” he continued, “I set up a special e-mail account and I’ll get the location of the party and a code that morning. That night we’ll show up at nine and they give the doorman the code. They go in and from there it’s just like a cocktail party except that there are rooms where people have sex and do kinky things publicly and there are other rooms where they can do them privately if they prefer. He said that we could expect to see about twenty people there.”“What if Cole’s with somebody?” Jess asked.“Then you’ll have to distract her. Maybe Mark…”“Could solicit a prostitute?”
“I arranged for doggy day care,” he answered.“Doggy day care? Are you serious?”“There’s a place right on the way to work. You can drop him off in the morning and pick him up on the way home. He’ll have other dogs to play with and the people there will walk him.”“Did you check these people out? I mean are they a good place? The bigger dogs wouldn’t pick on him, would they?” I couldn’t help it. I’m a mother.“More importantly, can they get him into the right colleges?” Cam added. Dan and I gave him an unamused look.“I checked them out. They have a good reputation.”“Well, okay, I guess. You’re going to help me take care of him, though, right? It’s not going to be ‘go ask mommy’ whenever he wants something?”“Mommy?” Ava asked, returning with Bruno tucked under her arm and one of her slippers in his mouth.“And are you Daddy?” Cam asked Dan with a smile.“Of course he is! What are you implying?” I asked indignantly. Ava and Cam gave each other a look that clearly said they thought Da
“Well, dearest, that sounds like a sound plan for the future.” I felt myself starting to sweat and my panties got damp. The Astros struck out and the game was over within minutes. Our friends stretched and stood up. My heart started racing as they headed for the door.“Thanks for inviting us along,” Cam added.“We do it every Sunday night. Come whenever you want,” Dan said. That was definite progress.“I guess we’ll play it by ear next week?” Fred asked.“We’ll be back in time,” Adam said.“But Dan might be busy making up for the loss of his Saturday night sex.”Cam offered to walk Ava home and we said our goodnights as everyone left, shutting the door behind them.Dan turned to me with his hot look and I was up against the wall in seconds with his mouth on mine, his tongue exploring possessively. His hand traveled up under my shirt and into my bra where he gently squeezed my nipple and cupped my breast. Then the other hand traveled under my skirt and into my panties, where he began s
Uh, Playboy, Penthouse, cigars, Scotch. Actually, if you find that stuff let me know. I think I want to hang out with that guy.”“Well, what kind of stuff would a woman have that a guy wouldn’t?” I was getting desperate.“Tampons!” Ava yelled and clapped her hands like she was on Family Feud.“Will you be quiet?” I hissed. “The point is we can figure out within maybe five cans which one is hers. It looks like there’s an alley over there and there are street lights. I say we carry the cans back there and figure out which one it is.”“Okay, good luck with that. I’m the lookout, remember?” Cam said, walking away.“I’m the driver,” Ava chimed in.“And I’m the trash picker. Yes, I recall the conversation, but I need your help carrying it back there.” They sighed and both of them went over and picked up a can and hauled it back to the alley. I picked one up too and we soon had five cans back there. We had placed them directly under a street light and I opened the lid and started going throu
It wasn’t dangerous.”“Hannah, anything could be dangerous right now. You know that. And you wound up crawling around in a dumpster. I really don’t want you doing things like that anymore.” He didn’t want me doing things like this anymore? Who was he, my dad?“Oh? And you’ll never go out to a crime scene or go out to interview a witness in the field huh?”“I’m a guy,” he said, like that explained everything.“So. Female prosecutors do it too.”“Yeah, but they’re not my girlfriend and they’re not getting harassing letters.” He was starting to sound annoyed.“They probably get lots of harassing letters.”“Okay, have I mentioned that they’re not my girlfriend?” He was definitely sounding annoyed now.“Even before the letter, you were worrying about me going into lock-up to interview clients charged with violent crimes.”“Because you could get hurt and there are plenty of male public defenders who could do it.”“But I can do it and it’s my job to do it. Next you’ll be telling me that you