Not to beg a drink and a smoke, but would you share?” Instead of pulling out another cigar, I simply handed her my lit one. She took a long drag and...handed it back to me. We shared our drinks and the cigar in companionable quiet.“How long are you here on Koh Po Po?” I asked. I’d seen her when she arrived the day after I did.“Five more days.”“I like staying put for a few days or even weeks between moves,” I said.“Yeah. It’s like a vacation.”“Where to next?”“I met some packers who told me about a. After seeing almost 50 ads, I see the small pic for a girl named Vanessa. Long wavy brunette hair, beautiful bathing suit pics, a few business attire shots with her buttons undone down passed her cleavage, and a second where she's hiking up the back of her business skirt with one hand while the other runs a finger between her asscheeks. It was her hands that were now in my mind touching my breasts. My breathing noticably slower and deeper, as she groped me from behind, at least in my head.I. ”After Donna and Abby joined Jason on his couch, Harry grinned. He loved this part of his life, being able to give gifts to those he loved.“First off, Jason, you’re our son. You’ll get a credit card, and I trust you not to abuse it, and I trust you ladies to help him avoid abusing it.“Now, you three, remembering, in spite of your best intentions, you’ll be hard-pressed to leave your room, where would you like to go on your honeymoon?“Abby?”“But, Master, I’m not getting married...”“Yes, you are.. I was wearing gloves, so no fingerprints. Check. My weapon of choice was hidden safely in my boot. Check. I smiled. I was nothing but careful, and that’s what kept me from being sent to death row. I opened the door and half stepped out, looking back at Jessica Winthrope, beloved fashion model of New York, and my fucked up mind’s latest victim. I suppose that I could tell you my name. But then I would have to kill you. Ha, just kidding. Maybe. The name plate on my desk reads ‘Lucy Morris’. But.