“Maybe Ted didn’t explain things to you very well, he has one bank, I own three. This is my dealership and we do not want our little princes having to feel like some common little child. GMC with a few extras is what you are to get. This vehicle is ready to be driven home, now we need to find the Buick for Marcella.” T-era explained. “I have a golf cart that I use to run around this lot.”
That did save time and Marcella in her short olive-green mini-dress could get a better look at more cars, “Oh, Marcella, I can see you like that turquoise Rivera, want to take it for a drive?” T-era inquired, looking like anything but a car dealer in her black leather mini-skirt.
Marcella had her desires under control: “I’m to get a 4-door sedan, standard interior; I do not need anything like that.” but it was one beautiful car though. Only a few months earlier, she was taken to meet paying clients, delivered in a chauffer-driven limo. Then afterward taken back to the Girls’ Home, not knowing what BAD ordeal could be awaiting her return.
“The General and I are both board members of the company that Gus is working for. The little sweety you have agreed to raise is extremely important to all of us. Anytime the Sanders wives can’t answer your questions to your satisfaction, just call me. The Rivera is yours for the next two years, then we trade.”
“I’ll get the paperwork sent on over to Ted with the trade-in check for your old truck; you two have a safe trip back to Cedarville. Enjoy your new vehicles, and remember all service is included as long as you have our products.”
Back in Cedarville, the Gores stopped by the bank to report what had taken place to Ted Sanders who had already received the lease contracts, and check for Gus’s old truck was already deposited in their personal joint account.
Then back home, off with their clothes, and try making out in the hot tub for their first time. This was like being on their honeymoon all over again. She had not even asked how much Gus was being paid at work. The money she was getting paid to work at home, no clothes required, in her basement office was hard enough for Marcella to relate to.