He invited me to party with y'all. I thought, why not? Did I make a mistake?" I asked Mirror."No, no mistake. I think we’re all gonna have a good ti...e.” He grinned at me. “Tell me, Jenna, are you interested in joining a biker's club? Quite honestly, I thought you’d join your brother’s set up. Oh wait,” he clicked thick fingers, “now I think about it… Snake told me, they didn't want you. Why was that Jenna?"Huh-uh, I thought, trouble. Or maybe he really was interested in having me join. .my parents are still packing and Mr. slave boy here has a lot yet to do before they go." The Mrs. said," Well your welcome to come over if you want to." I said," Ok thanks!" and the twins spoke up," please come over, it's gonna be fun!" I nodded my head and continued to mow the lawn.Three hours and a shower later I was sitting out on the lawn in a lawn chair relaxing when my parents came out and asked me if I was gonna go over there to the party and I said probably not...they sort of insisted. . God!” she exclaimed. It was covered with erotic caricatures of her form, sketches of simple lines and curves that captured her performance, her poses, and her energy. “These are beautiful!” she exclaimed.“So are you,” he said, reaching for her.Tricia was enthralled at the artwork. “Breathtaking...” she said. “I swear Joey, you have a rare talent.” She ran her finger across one of the lines on the page. “If you ever write a book, you should do all the artwork in it.”Joey froze. “What?” He. " Hello, master Taylor," said the boy. It would have been appropriate for him to state his name at this point, so that they might conduct their business no longer strangers, but he remained silent, as did his lady.Well, stranger things had happened. Perhaps these two were just security-conscious. "What can I do for you two this good day?" Yes," said the boy, leaning in, "I was wondering if you had anything that would allow my lover and I to retain some... Peace of mind."Bron was impressed with.