..older men...well-hung men...tall men...short men...fat men...skinny men...black men...white men...And when it came to men, me and Ash had only one t...ing to say: the more, the merrier ;-)Ashley and I had been dressing up and partying with her daddy almost every day after school for almost 6 months. (Actually, she had been getting naughty with her daddy since shortly after her 12th birthday, but she didn't tell me!) Sometimes, her daddy would bring friends. Sometimes, her uncles and cousins. ”“That’s OK, I’m happy to work with a blank screen. No worse than some of the actors I’ve had to face off with.”“So, anyway the idea is that you’re playing Andromeda...”“Ah.”“Problem?”“No. No, don’t worry...”“You know the story. You’re the daughter of Cassiopeia who claims your more beautiful than the sea nymphs. They get Poseidon to unleash the monster Cetus to ravage the land in revenge. Your father agrees to sacrifice you to Cetus to appease Poseidon and the nymphs.”“Yes, sure.”“Then there’s. ” said Bill.“Well… did you remove her blindfold? There was… kind of a signboard there, in the corner… that said the name and address of that warehouse.” Kenny asked Haas.“That bitch! Why didn’t you tell that before?” Haas howled at Kenny.“Hey, don’t yell at me.” Kenny got angry, “You’re the one who removed her blindfold. We didn’t even get to fuck her.”“Fools!” shouted Bill. “What is done is done. We can’t use that place anymore.”“Anymore?” Kenny looked tense, “Hey man, are we going to do this. "You never knew what happened to her did you?" How?" Shasta started. "I... I don't know what you mean mistress." Your mother, Shasta. You don't know what happened to her, do you?" How did you know I... ?" Shasta stopped. It was said by some of the staff in very reverent tones that their mistress could see into their souls; at times like this it was easy to understand that belief."No, mistress," Shasta said, her shoulders slumping. "I never saw or heard of her after the slave pens in Harv'el.".