Chapter 8 - Brandi Investigates Further
Brandi spread Marla's labia with experienced fingers. She licked playfully.
Then she pulled back the hood around Marla's clit and got serious.
Marla moaned and groaned ecstatically for what seemed a blissful,
pornerastic eternity. Afterwards, damp and exhausted, Marla was enthusiastic.
"Wow! You are totally fabulous! It takes a woman's touch. Guys are so
crude!"
"They have their uses, though."
Later still, as Brandi and Marla snuggled in the bed, Brandi casually
brought up the subject of her buddy, Lisa.
"I hear a friend of mine, Lisa Lovelace, was at your law office the other
day."
"It's Eddy Schumacher's law office. I'm just some expensive window
dressing."
Marla furrowed her pretty brow.
"Did you say Lisa Lovelace? What's with her?"
Brandi was confused.
"What do you mean?"
"She looked really happy while she was signing herself into the loony bin
for a long course of electroshock treatment. She MUST be nuts!"
Brandi's jaw dropped.
"WHAT?"
Marla nodded her head emphatically.
"Yes! She signed herself into the Baumann Psychiatric Hospital and then took
a cab straight there!"
Brandi stared. Marla prattled on.
"You know! The Baumann Hospital! Where they keep the vicious, ultraviolent
criminals, like that horrible Gretchen Brown, who liked playing nurse with her
victims! Or that horrible Annabel the Cannibal, that black belt bull dyke who
liked using her teeth?"
Marla shuddered delicately. Brandi looked thoughtful.
"Maybe she didn't know what she was signing."
Marla shrugged.
"Maybe. She didn't seem to be paying much attention, just signing where Eddy
told her to. If she didn't know, why did she go there, then? She borrowed my
phone to order the cab to take her there."
Brandi was puzzled.
"Maybe Eddy fed her some sort of line."
Marla nodded knowingly.
"Eddy's always feeding people lines. He's a lawyer. He's slime. He thinks
I'm just a stupid bimbo."
Brandi looked at her with respect.
"You can hardly be a stupid bimbo if you can understand a complex, legal
document in the time it takes three people to sign it."
Marla laughed.
"I just play the bimbo for Eddy. He pays a lot better for bimbos than for
secretarial help. A good-looking, sexy, shameless woman can do very well for
herself with a quite minimal effort."
It was something Brandi believed in herself.
"Amen to that!"
Marla continued earnestly.
"I'm putting myself through university on a bimbo's salary. I couldn't do it
on a secretary's!"
Brandi was curious.
"What are you studying?"
"Combinatorics and optimization."
Brandi blinked.
"What's that?"
Marla smiled sweetly.
"Math."
Brandi decided smart, sexy Marla deserved a reward. She licked her fingers
and dipped them delicately between Marla's parted thighs. Marla sighed. Brandi
raised an inquiring eyebrow.
"Feeling greedy?"
"Oh, yessssss...."
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