Even though I graduated college, I was always looking for an easy way to make a dollar. Let’s face it I was lazy, and proud of it. A friend of mine in college had a novel idea. He sought out businesses that might appear to discriminate, applied for a job with them, worked a few weeks then sued them for some alleged discrimination. In a lot of cases they wanted to avoid any bad publicity so they settled out of court, to my friends benefit. I had tossed that idea around, wandering if I should try it too.

PART 3

The car ride was a suffocating silence, the air thick with unspoken words and unresolved tension. Brett’s gaze drifted to his thighs, encased in the silky smooth pantyhose that felt like a sensual caress against his skin.

The maid skirt and white lace seemed to mock him with their femininity, a constant reminder of the kiss he had shared with Ryan.

As he crossed one leg over the other, the swish of nylon was like a whispered secret, and the sleek black stilettos seemed to gleam with an air of seduction.