He took in the rags she was wearing and the dirt and grime that covered her. He raised his eyebrow in question at the girls."This is Megan, Eoric. She...has reported for service as you ordered," said Sarah.Eoric looked at all three of them in puzzlement."Megan is the daughter of the man you passed judgement on in Oban, Eoric. You must remember that you said he had to forfeit one of his daughters or hang. Well, Megan is his daughter and she has been sent to satisfy the judgement you passed,". Yeah, my girl has a booty. I like that about her. We totally mesh on everything. Crystal is a closet bisexual Irishwoman of French-Canadian descent with a fetish for bisexual male erotica and a penchant for well-hung black men. She’s a Leo, astrologically speaking. I’m an Aquarian. We’re back in my usual digs, in a nice townhouse located in Boston’s Back Bay, with a magnificent view of the great Boston Public Library and the majestic Prudential Center. Crystal has really done well for herself. ’ He got up from his desk and opened one of the boxes next to the window. ‘What’s your size? S or XS?’ Amber didn’t say anything. He rumbled through the contents of the box and got out a piece of black fabric. ‘See if this fits.’ He said. ‘There’s a bathroom across the hallway.’ The bathroom still smelled like fresh cement. In front of the mirror she inspected the dress. It was a traditional French maid’s dress, with the ruffles and the white apron, it was awfully short though. When. Darren uttered a small snort of disgust, but she turned away from her cameraman to hide what she was sure was an obviously look of lust on her face."Damn! Look at the rack on that girl!" Mack whistled. "No, she's no kid. Does that mean that this orgy on wheels is being chaperoned?" Don't have a clue, but a grownup seems to be a good place to start getting answers," Darren said, reaching for her cell phone. "Go talk to Miss Bozongas over there and ask her if she would be a spokesbimbo for this.