A brunette in a ponytail, to the referee’s left, was wearing a red bikini with spaghetti string laces. The name Leah Piper popped up next to her. To...the referee’s right, a redhead with a star tattoo on her shoulder wore a black bikini that was similarly tied together. The text identified the dyed redhead as Jenny Star.The referee raised her arm in the air, then lowered it to announce the beginning of the match! The opponents circled the ring barefoot, arms raised, ready to pounce.Jenny made the. VERY smart. Funny. Mom, she’s just NICE. I’m glad for both of ‘em.”“I’ll try to be,” Mom said. “Best for all of us. Go get ‘er.”I brought Haley into my bedroom.“Wow! Nice place,” she said.“I’ll leave you two to load this up,” Mom said as she left us.Haley looked at me, softly said, “You okay?”“Yeah,” I nodded.“Your mom okay?”“Yeah ... Mostly. We’ll talk on the way home.” I paused. “On the way HOME.” For emphasis.We put all the stuff into boxes, hauled them out to Haley’s SUV, then I went back. But now with the sudden tenderness of the leader, whom she had feared most of all because of his power of life or death over her, she was no longer certain."I hope they didn't hurt 'cha," he spoke again, making no move to approach the bed even though he had prepared himself to take her."No, no they didn't," she found herself saying without thinking about it, then realizing it was the first time she had spoken voluntarily except to plead for herself since she had become their captive.She felt. " Yeah, I know." He grinned. "Sorry I'm late, got caught up in homework." They make the basketball players do homework?" Ryan teased.Evan put a hand on his chest and took a stumbling step back. "Oh, I'm hurt! How could my own sister say such a thing?" Then he grinned. "Come on, is that the best you've got?"She laughed. "Sorry, long week. I'll think on it and come up with something better." Then she saw the book in his hand. "So, what? You carry that to impress the girls?" Oh." Evan looked down,.