He could require she work her ass down to a more appealing size in his dungeon.Jim's prospective pet sat with two teenaged girls. The girls were appar...ntly her daughters. She was cursing at them in a less than subtle voice. The language she directed at the two teens convinced him that she not only looked the part of a pet, but she could use a little disciplining as well. She seemed to be the ideal prospective pet.He seated himself facing away from this prospect in the next booth and casually. “Well, what do you think?”“Sit down Chloe, we need to talk. She’s not ready, Chloe. I’m not sure she ever will be.”“But why? She is almost my twin.”“Almost, but not your twin. Chloe, she lacks the passion. The most she could achieve would be a Victoria’s Secret model or an actress making B movies. Chloe, she is not you and does not have the passion you had to fight your way in this filthy trade.”She looked at me crestfallen. “But what will she do?”“Let her live her life. Grow up, fall in love,. My carefully crafted façade of professionalism was just beginning to crack around the edges when it happened.I can remember it like it was yesterday. I was two years past graduating and in my third year of coaching. It was three days after my twenty-fourth birthday. We'd just defied the odds and beaten the hell out of East Virginia Tech. It was the eighth straight game we'd won at home and everyone was feeling really good. The problem we had was that we couldn't beat ranked teams and we just. But his greatest sexual thrill was when the ass and pussy of his own lap dancer, Luciana, enflamed his desires. Bobby would die for his daughter, and often gave her money. But Jennifer didn't want to take money from him. He was always good to her. Jonathan, her step-father, never gave her money. He was a fucking cheapskate.Jennifer's mother and father had divorced many years ago as the result of Bobby's infidelity, creating turmoil for Jennifer and her two brothers. Jonathan married Gayle a few.