" 'It's kind of what I have in mind.'" 'What? I'm no prostitute. I don't take drugs or really even drink. Hell, I don't even smoke. I don't need the m...ney that bad.'" 'Amby, just hear me out. It's not as bad as it sounds. I have a woman friend that runs an escort service. It's not a brothel or a whorehouse and she only has the best of clients and her girls are all young and smart. She doesn't allow drugs on her premises. If she thinks one of her girls is using, she will be tested and if found. The charge from the room, however, would notdissipate as easily.I hesitated at myshoes.I loved to wear them,their red patent leather gleamed in the light, and the long, spindlelike 6inch heels, and the pain they gave me reminded me of mymistress. But they, too, came off.There was no hesitationwith my bra and panties, and they too were soon piled upon the chairwith the other artefacts of my former life.“You understand whatis going to happen?” my mistress asked, the words driftingeffortlessly. She was afraid, however, that this was exactly what she was going to have to do."Stacy," he greeted her as she approached. He was smirking."I thought it would be you," she spat out, unable to hide the anger and hatred in her voice. "What do you want?" Why, Stacy," he feigned surprise and hurt, "is that any way to greet your partner in crime? You seemed happy enough to see me a couple of weeks ago... when you needed the exam paper." The tall teenager sat himself down on a bench and patted the. That shall end the bond that has been forged between you." Say hello to the newest family of the Clan Carter!" Nancy shouted.The people in the stands went crazy. Shouts of hello and congratulations echoed through the basketball stadium. It was nowhere near as loud as when the Denver Nuggets won a game at the last second, but it was an impressive sound none the less.Walking together, William and Lucy walked out of the arena. Once they were out of view, they put down the jar of wine and goblet..