CHAPTER FIVE
Meanwhile, back in Coretti's suite of private rooms, a distraught Barbara was doing her best to explain to the wealthy s*x "teacher" her feelings about her first class with Frank Bogart. Coretti listened to her recital with only half an ear, more interested in watching the attractive young woman's body as she spoke than in anything she had to say.
"s**t, he thought, "that chick's got a pair of knockers that are pure dynamite! And so is her ass. Mmmm-mmmm! Love those big blondes!"
It was true that despite her anxiety, the young wife looked particularly attractive. Attired in a bright print, short sundress that left her back and arms bare, she looked as though she were attending a respectable garden party rather than a meeting at a s*x commune. Her long blonde hair was loose,
