” “Oh Kristy, my beautiful Kristy,” I managed to get out, “how do I deserve this? My gracious, Girl, you’re going to be the death of me.”...“Well, if you’re going to die then it might as well be with a smile on your face,” she said as she came directly up and between my knees to stand in front of me. I shuttered as I sat there on the couch and then reached my arms out and around her hips and pulled her close to me. My cheek fell onto her abdomen with just the flimsy material of the night gown. “John said you looked like you were going to be busy upstairs for a while”, smirked Billy.I gave a wry smile. “I was going to take a shower but I changed my mind. I wanted to see what you two are up to”He knew exactly what I was thinking. Exactly what I had intended to do. I could tell by the slight bulge in his trousers.“Is there anything that WE can do to help you relax baby?”I was startled. For one thing Billy only called me ‘Baby’ when he was after something and horny, so I decided to call. 'League' isn't about how good someone looks, or, or how well they dress. 'League' is about perception. Yes, there's a bit of a disparity between how I look and how your father looks." Nonsense," said her father Ned, "we both turn heads, it's just that I turn them in the other direction because the viewer has to vomit." But when we came together, he didn't act like he was below me," said her mother. "He didn't act like he wasn't my equal in any way. And so I didn't think he wasn't." Which isn't. From the tournament of two years ago, she remembered the great time she had had shopping in the exclusive local Super Mall. All the players would get the opportunity to shop around in that palace of decadence. It seemed like the pinnacle of the world's haute couture, jewelry and other lifestyle-stuff was gathered there. Truly the favourite habitat for the expensive Russian. And in return for a couple of pictures of her checking out some stuff (unpayable publicity!), she could even choose some.