John was able to rent out the studio apartment quicker this time. We’d had a cherry tree planted in front of the house right after we’d moved in, and it had leafed out and flowered nicely. A woman who said she was an artist moved into the apartment. Because of the hours we kept, we seldom saw her or the people who stayed in the first floor apartment, although I became acquainted with Delilah Carson, one of the girls, after we’d tricked together.
Delilah was a beautiful brunette. I was never sure what color her eyes were. She always wore different colored contacts that went with a variety of wigs.
The exec who requested her wanted a boy involved too, and I was free. I assumed he wanted to take turns f*****g us, having us go down on him, or maybe that he and I would double-d**k Delilah.
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