Ruby was always available when Mr. Forrest had special clients or any of the men from the New York office in town for a week. The brunette was older than Sheila by a good ten years. She had kept her figure, however. She was as slender as a model even though her tits were quite a bit larger than anything Sheila had ever seen on a model. Ruby was sexy. Ruby knew she was sexy. Ruby enjoyed being sexy. She also was frustrated because her younger friend wouldn't take part in her games.

"You told him where I was!" the redhead accused. "You wanted him to catch me alone!"

"I didn't have to tell him," Ruby laughed. "He'd been waiting for a chance all morning. I hope he showed you what you've been missing. Hell, girl, you've got too much class for that ape you married. A body like yours is worth a million dollars if you'll just get smart."

Sheila had heard that before. Ever since she first started developing her breasts, people had talked about what all she might have before her. Men, especially, had made their suggestions with an offer to assist her. The young woman glared across at Ruby, then sighed disgustedly.

"Why can't you leave me alone!" she snapped. "Why can't all of you just leave me alone!"

She didn't ask it as a question. She knew why the men would never leave her content. She knew that every morning when she stepped from the shower and looked at her body in the minor. Part of her problem, also, was that she didn't want to be left alone. She enjoyed the attention. God knows, Tom gave her little enough.

The lovely redhead shuddered as she recalled what passed for sex between her and Tom. If Tom took more than three or four minutes to fuck her, she feared that he was sick. Walt had touched on a sore spot. She would admit that what was worse was her growing contempt for the dumb bastard she had married.