But Sylvia loved to dance, and she was willing to go there with Kevin for that. Not that he was really good at it, or that she would ever consider doi...g much else with him, any of the things that he really wanted to do with her. But she was happy to use him and his money. The dinner before they came here must have run a good sixty dollars.She saw somebody more interesting not long after she got there that night in early May. He was a tall and muscular young fellow sitting alone in a back. The move force Cindy's arms above her head. Steve used her nightgown to tie her wrists to the headboard. He kissed her once more to reassure her.Steve slowly, sensually ran his hands down Cindy's arms. She shivered from the sensation. Steve kept moving his hands down until he reached her breasts. He gently kneaded the grapefruit-sized mounds and tweaked her nipples. Cindy's nipples stiffened and she arched her back. Steve continued his tactile exploration, moving his hands along her sides until. She would spend the rest of the year with her parents.For Sally, it was a pleasure coming home. She loved her family, her father, all her brothers, all her sisters, and Lucy, too. Lucy was just nine years older than Sally, but they were very close. During all those years away, Sally was constantly talking to her stepmother. When her relationship ended, Lucy was the first to know.And, now, she was back.To make Sally even happier, she could find an earlier plane. She arrived four hours earlier. The next morning she headed off for the Scottsdale Courier offices, having made an appointment to see Ted Packard. Ted's office was on the fourth floor, with windows overlooking downtown Scottsdale. Brittney knocked on the open door, and then stuck her head in."Well hello Miss Banyard. What do I owe the pleasure of seeing you in my office today? Please, come on in, have a seat."Ted sat behind a large mahogany desk. He was 54 years old, short, balding, and about 100 pounds overweight. Overall he.