Chapter Four

“Ms. Harris—”

“It’s ‘miss’,” Sandy interrupted. “I haven’t hogtied Jack Benson yet, and the way I’m going, it doesn’t look like I ever will.”

“I beg your pardon?” Candy responded. “I don’t understand.”

“Kathy does,” Sandy said. “Are you familiar with the line, ‘Why buy the cow if the milk is free’?”

Candy slowly nodded her head.

“Well,” Sandy continued with a lovely grin, “not only is my ‘milk’ free, I even help pay for it by splitting expenses. Jack has complete access to my body at all times.” Then with a lovely smile she added, “And, I’m delighted to say, he’s constantly taking advantage of his opportunities, too. To my incredible joy!” Then with a grin she turned to Kathy and said, “By the way, partner, you may not have noticed, but I can actually get my thighs back together again. In spite of my advancing years, I’m still in great shape for fucking.”

“Advancing years!” Candy yelped. “What are you talking about? You can’t be over 25!”

“We’ve got to keep her, Kath!” Sandy exclaimed. “I can’t remember when I’ve ever been so flattered.” To Candy: “Add ten years plus and you’re closer.” Then she looked thoughtful as she murmured, “I wonder where Harriet Dobbs is, anyway? That bitch damn near ruined my life permanently.”

While speaking, Sandy had been studying Candy closely. Then she turned to Ms. Kaplan and asked for a blank sheet of paper. The woman tore one from her pad and gave it to Sandy with a puzzled expression on her face. This meeting was like no other of its type that Iris had ever seen or heard of, and she had been mediating for years. Sandy took the paper, folded it lengthwise, then lengthwise again. The folded paper, removed from a legal-size pad, was now a bit more than two inches wide by 14 inches long.

Moving closer to where Candy was sitting, she held the paper across the girl’s mouth. “What do you think, partner?” she asked. Being held the way it was, the paper masked Candy’s mouth and jaw while revealing everything else.

“Wow! is what I think,” Kathy replied. “This girl is unbelievably beautiful.” Then to Candy she said, “Wouldn’t you like to have your teeth fixed? What Sandy just did shows how gorgeous you can be with nice teeth. What do you think?”

“I guess I wouldn’t be as ugly as I am,” Candy replied. “But there are two problems...”

“Which are... ?” Kathy prompted.

“First, the lowest price ever quoted to me was in thousands of dollars ... And the dentist quoting that price wasn’t very good. Second, there’s still the matter of my figure ... or lack of one. Mrs. Carlson, I have all the curves of a straight stick!”

“Oh?” Kathy asked quizzically. To Iris Kaplan she said, “I don’t think it would offend anyone too much if Miss Kane stripped, do you?”

Iris just slowly shook her head. The meeting was continuing as the strangest one of its type she had ever heard of let alone participated in.

“Would you strip, please?” Kathy asked.

“Only if you and Miss Harris do, too,” Candy retorted.

“That’s easy enough to do,” Kathy responded. In moments, both she and Sandy were bare.

Feeling panicked, Candy’s brain had stopped working. When she was functioning again she realized that the two women’s bodies were utterly exquisite. Moving like a zombie, she stripped off her shirt and then shed her Levi’s and bikini at the same time. Since she was only wearing moccasins, she stepped out of them and then out of her pants now sitting in a little pile on the floor. With her eyes wide, she slowly straightened up. Seeing the perfect posture of the two women standing opposite, she pulled her shoulders back, too, and stood up straight. “See what I mean? A stick.”