" OK," I said, "but if you change your mind, I can arrange it-and I don't think, in this case, money would be a problem. I told you I love Mike's mom,...Ellie. She's a child psychologist, specializing in adolescents, and she's a good one. Written books and everything. And I think she can take you as a client and avoid protective services, for someone of your age-I can check with her, without revealing any details of course. But it might help. You might even just want to talk to her informally. I. "He and Fiona had been together scarcely a month and were deeply in love. Interminable as the trip had been, it had seemed like a great, romantic adventure. The bus they'd taken from Buffalo into Canada had been mostly empty, leaving well after dark. Within an hour, they'd been the only ones awake besides the driver.He glanced at his wife. She was staring at his waist. He raised an eyebrow. She grinned. A moment later, she was out of her seatbelt, hands working his fly. It took Jack a second to. The thing that held Arielle's attention was the faces of the nymphs. Each was the same, delicate features, a heart shaped face, the hint of a dimple upon the smooth white cheeks. Each was smiling with full lips and perfect teeth. "Who is she?" she whispered to Nicky, motioning with her hand toward the pool.Nicky let his hands come to rest upon Arielle's shoulders, turning her slightly as he gestured to the full length portrait of a woman who was a twin to those in the pool. "Selena," he. How could I refuse?To my surprise she invited me to her house. We were both taking risks as we didn't really know anything about one another, but the situation seemed too good to ignore. I can remember pulling up outside her house, she told me to just open the door and come into the kitchen as the door wouldn't be locked. I was pretty nervous now, I could be walking into anything.. But what I was actually walking into was her, naked sitting on a chair in her kitchen.We barely spoke, she just.