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ranged from members of the Miami Heat to multi-millionaire playboys buying trinkets for their flavors of the month. And from what Ava knew, business was booming for Gina.
    “Maybe just a little. I did get quite a few orders from some of the Portland Trailblazers who were in town for their last game. That’s kept me pretty busy.”
    “I’m sure. Too busy to call and apologize for recommending Bernard McKlowsky to me.”
    “Bernard was recommended to me by several reputable colleagues.”
    “I fired him.”
    “You fired him? What did he do?”
    “He suggested I invest in a bum company. Any idiot knows Jefferson Department Stores has been closing stores for the last ten years.”
    “I can’t believe it. Poor Bernard has no idea he’s made himself an enemy.”
    “You know the thought has crossed my mind that maybe he was a plant sent by someone who wants to see me fail.”
    “Ava darling. Surely you don’t think I would be involved in something like that?” Gina asked.
    “Of course not. But you can never be too careful when it comes to business.”
    “You worry too much. Everyone is not out to get you, Ava.”
    “That’s what you think.”
    “Ava, is there something you’re not telling me?”
    “Nothing for you to worry about, Gina.”
    “If you say so.” She paused for a moment and then chuckled. “Listen, I’m having a little get-together this weekend. A select group of wealthy accomplished women. You have to come.”
    “What kind of get-together?” Ava asked.
    “A weekend at sea on my yacht with a few select gentlemen. Besides bringing your beautiful self, there is only one requirement, you have to wear a mask.”
    “ Masks ?”
    “You might appreciate the discretion, darling. The men I’m inviting are escorts.”
    “Gina, are you smoking something?” Ava asked.
    “Of course not.” Her husky laughter filled the phone. “Stop being such a prude. The agency these men work for has supplied men to everyone from political wives to A-list actresses on the red carpet. All of the men are young and in excellent condition and they’re tested regularly.
    “All of the men sign confidentiality agreements so that whatever they do or who they do it with remains anonymous. And besides that, their number one priority is to see to a woman’s pleasure. They will do whatever you want. Now can you tell me that doesn’t sound appealing?”
    Ava leaned back in her chair. As much as Ava hated to admit it, Gina Marron had a point. Men did stuff like this all the time. Hiring prostitutes. Having mistresses. Women at their beck and call to see to their pleasure. No one knew more about that than she did. She spent more years as a mistress than anyone should admit to.But what was really so bad about spending a little time with a handsome younger gentleman whose only duty was to keep you satisfied?
    “Well, Ava?”
    “I’m thinking. I’m still technically in mourning.”
    “You and I both know your husband was not faithful to you, men like that never are.”
    “And yet, I’ve never been with another man, not in all this time. He repaid my fidelity with mistresses…”
    “And I say again, sugar. Well?”
    “Gina! This is not easy for me, even if my late husband was a cheating bastard. I’m still thinking.”
    “What’s to think about? We’ll all be wearing masks. Our identities will be protected. And besides, you need to get laid more than any of the other women I’m inviting.”
    “And what is that supposed to mean?” Ava asked.
    “It means I know your husband is the only man you’ve ever been with and he was quite a bit older than you. It’s time you had a taste of a young, virile man.”
    Ava burst into laughter. “You’re sure that no one will know my identity?”
    “Not unless you want them to.”
    “Then I guess I’m in.”
    “Fabulous. Fantastic. You will not regret this, Ava. We are going to have a sinfully good time this weekend. So pack light. I’m sure none of us will need many