.. he's in football, too, and he wrestles with Vince, so he's pretty hot..." Really?" Mama, he's coming for ME!" Yes, Dear -- I'll behave myself." 'So...t of... 'Terence found himself doing something pretty embarrassing. "Hey, uh, Vince..." Yeah?" Vince looked around -- he couldn't be caught getting cozy with a black guy..."Pa was wondering if you were busy tonight..." Terence muttered softly, looking around himself."Oh?" Vince thought about it. No Nicky, no Eddie Ray... "Well..." Here's his. She watched as Mercy entered the room. The curvy, dark haired, older teen, started stripping her clothes off, then she looked towards the dark corner of the room. Sitting in a chair was that same evil c***d that had been in Rachel’s dream. But she looked so sweet and innocent, a white lace nightdress and long golden hair. Could this still be part of the dream? Mercy walked over to her little Princess, and leaned forward to give her a kiss. She knew full well about everything that had been. They had had a glass of wine each as they unwound from their separate, busy days. Friday evenings were their close time, their period of togetherness, reserved exclusively for each other. She had looked at her Mistress as she sipped the wine. The gun metal full skirt that spread around her thighs on the seat. The pale blue silk blouse, open slightly more than it would have been when she was at work. The barely black stockings that she knew were held up with suspenders and above them the thin. It was set forFriday week, to give us time to prepare a full breakdown of how weintended to spend the first tranche of the Bank's money. As FinanceDirector, that would be my - Nick's - job, and he would task hissecretary - Daisy, i.e. me again - to prepare the paperwork.Hopefully, the Board and the Bank would be able to approve the proposalwith no difficulty.* * *Orders were coming in thick and fast now. Eddy and Mike were swamped,so Vicky and I had to help them out. It was back-breaking.