Buford took his time in replying, leaving Tiffany in suspense. He realized he could obtain better terms from her now that she had committed herself, making it difficult for her to back out now. He pondered what demands he should make. She was a dance major, so he knew how lithe she was. He thought about this, and then he knew what he wanted. The agreeable thoughts that came to his mind made him smile, much to Tiffany’s relief.
Buford had decided to add two codicils to their agreement: “Yes,” he said, “on two conditions: First, after a boot cleaning, you are to lick your pussy lips clean.” Buford really did like to keep things clean.