"Harper is an arse. An arse of the first degree. And you need to know that." I thought that of Wilkerson. But I've subsequently been told different." ...ilkerson. That was his name. Yeah. Wilkerson." She took a deep breath. "Everything Wilkerson said in that first meeting was right. We were in the wrong. I at least should have known better, even if you didn't. You're still only a teenager really aren't you?"I nodded. "Eighteen. Nineteen next month." Mmm. Harper is different. If he's in the wrong,. In fact, it allowed him to double Jessica’s allowance and teach her about putting money aside for college. The additional income had also allowed Erik to fix the house between paid jobs. He had replaced all the rotten parts, remodeled several of the rooms, and painted the entire house.It’s really nice that the house is much safer and more comfortable now. Especially Jessica seems very happy with her new room. It’s a lot bigger and with that new queen-sized bed, Valery can come for sleepovers. He now looked down her back, a perfect set of bubbly and perky ass cheeks were displayed before him, he threw his head back and laughed, leaning down a bit and smacking her ass hard enough for her to throw her head and shoulders back with a howl. "She's perfect, let's get on already, a storms coming and I isn’t back trackin if we get lost, I wanna fuck that little beast as soon as I can, let's get going." The fourth said, as the other men laughed, grinning as they too looked to the girl, whom. “Lying is a dangerous habit, Courtney. It causes a lot of heartbreak,” he paused, smiling wickedly, “and a lot of pain.”Courtney’s eyes widened at his masked threat. “Please...” she pleaded. “Stop this.”“If you’re a good girl, and do what you’re told,” Michael growled at her as he leaned closer, “I might think about it. But you don’t know how, so where does that leave us?” He raised an eyebrow at her questioningly.Courtney pushed her chair slowly back from her desk. “Michael, please.” She.