By the timeall eleven digits were showing on the screen, her entire body wastrembling with nerves. But Ellie knew that if she didn't press 'call',she ...ould regret it for the rest of her life."Okay, here we go," Ellie said with a breathless gasp as she held thephone to her ear and waited for it to be answered. After just threerings, her wait came to an end."Hello?" The polite voice of Ellie's father said, making the teenagedgirl's heart skip a beat."H- hi... Dad," Ellie said, her voice quivering. Why, she thought to herself, couldn't he tell her what her duties might be?He stood suddenly and walked to a corner of his desk. His overcoat had somehow become unbuttoned during their conversation and now flopped open, revealing his burly prick where it hung between his massive, hairy thighs. His face was cracked by a meaningful leer."Before we begin to discuss terms," he rumbled, "we must see how you perform."She shrank away from him, desiring only to escape from this impending and brutal. Feeling sad by what he saw, Dante turned away and said, “You do not need to sit for me. I’ve seen all that I need to create a statue of you.”“Same here,” Karla said while closing up her sketch book. Physically, Oscar had not changed even though his voice had become much deeper. It was his aura that had changed and, despite the fact that the aura wasn’t visible, she would be able to capture that aspect of him in her portrait of him. The face wasn’t a monochrome of the old crayon flesh color, but. “Slap!”Joanne nodded as she watched her younger sister’s small buttocks wobble and then return to their original position. A nice, neat, red hand print appeared on the pale, white bottom before her. Gabby Wilson pushed her face deeper into her pillow and tried to remain still over her older sister’s knees. The twenty-one-year-old decided that she would teach her sister a lesson that she would not forget in a hurry and raised her large right hand once more.“Slap!” It landed on Gabrielle’s right.