Brian and I praised Millie's recipe to the rafters. We laughed as Colleen and Rebecca got into a storytelling contest, each trying to tell the 'worst'...story on the other one. Colleen almost won when she told a story about Rebecca falling in 'love' with a professor in pre-med, who ended up being gay.Brian was outside on the porch, playing video games on his games boy. Since he couldn't hear the adult conversation, Beth Ann enjoyed listening to Colleen and Rebecca getting a little raw.Rebecca. "Is this what you wanted?" It was hard to speak normally."Oh, yes," she said. "No condom?" No, not anymore." I had to close my eyes for a moment. "I asked him not to." Are you still on the pill?" It was so odd having a conversation while John was inside me."Yes," I gasped. "Yes!" I don't know if I was answering Jules or encouraging John."Good. Family later, not now." She reached over to rub half of a strawberry on John's sweaty back. "Needed salt," she said as she ate it."Family?" John managed. Only her black panty hid what she knew he came for. “It’s fucking hot in here,” she said, leaning her head backwards and arching just enough for her torso and breasts to lift. She heard him sigh. “Yes. It’s warm.” Angelina’s head shot up. “Warm? No. It’s hot. Fucking hot…and exactly how long do you plan on keeping me prisoner here anyway?” “As long as I must,” he said, walking towards her. She got a whiff of his cigar smoke – a scent that made her want to get down on her knees and suck him.. After all he was technically a business partner. A full ten percent of the Prestige chain belonged to him for favors done. The senior Vice had responded generously to favors done in respect to his competition. That this young model had converted the New York building into a light flashing home for drug fiends and sexual deviants… it angered him to the point of shaking. She was supposed to be a little rich girl turned model, a veritable air head. Actually she was barely beyond the level of.