They both looked back as Steve was now motorboating Lisa’s big jugs. Lisa laughed and squirmed as the tit flesh vibrated and jiggled.A few minutes l...ter, Bill looked over to Josh as he sat down with his plate full of pancakes and eggs and sausages, “What’s up with those two?”Josh didn’t look up from his own plate, as he swallowed a big bite of pancake, “Don’t know. Don’t care.” But it was clear that he did care.The two ate in silence, occasionally hearing the squeals and giggles of Josh’s mom. Heading back into the house to freshen up, Henry caught sight of the very object that had plagued him so badly the past year. Leaning down he examined the cold, flat, unforgiving monitor. Striking a random key, his screen saver vanished revealing his latest work. Henry sighed deeply.Two months now at this summer retreat and he had still only managed a few paragraphs. This writer's block was devouring him piece by piece. What would be left of Tom Henry Allen III if he couldn't write. "Shut up, John. Just shut the fuck up and listen to me. See if you can get your head out of your ass long enough to understand what I'm saying to you."Pat paused, then began to pace. "You know, Johnny. I'm just a few months away from finishing my doctoral thesis and I have all of my course work completed. It won't be long before I'll be finished with the work necessary to graduate with a doctorate in Clinical Psychology. No, no, I'm not just telling you this again so that I can inflate my ego.. No one gets to play favorites. You get the girl you draw. No refunds. No complaints. Let's draw."Her step-mother drew first. She got the redhead. One of the women, probably a mother of one of the other girls, pulled her name. She was being whored out to a stranger for money. Her mother was a prostitute, and yet her mother had spared her from this fate for so long. How could this be happening now?There was a number of furniture pieces in the large space. The woman who pulled her name guided her.