.. blackmail?”“Yeah,” I said. The gazes in the room shifted to Liz.“Travis?” Susan said through the line in her warning voice.“This is abo...t hearing all the options before we make a decision,” Glen said. “If he has something up his sleeve, I’m willing to listen.”Glen Carter had the least to lose of anybody in the room. He didn’t record music any more. He didn’t go on tour. He made his pile of money and spent very little of it. The others were in different boats. Their incomes (and their. Seems like whenever you want to make me do something I don't want to do, it becomes part of the deal." I know," she giggled, "and there's not much you can do about it, is there? Unless you want me to tell..." So we went out. First, we sat on chairs in her backyard, but then she insisted we walk around the block. At the corner, she snatched some flowers from a bush and put them in my hair. She made me mince along and teased me about how I looked, how my slip was showing and how funny it. She wanted something else, too, and she brought it up one evening as we were sitting in the hot tub sipping wine. She sat her glass on the side and slipped into my lap with her legs outside mine.She put her arms around my neck and whispered, "I like it when you hold me down." I noticed," I said as I stroked her back.She blushed brightly and looked away shyly. I don't think I'd seen shyness in Connie before. She hemmed and hawed, getting out a few words only to blush and start over again. I put. He was the chef but also acted as host and housekeeper. He was a slightly chubby man with a trimmed but thick black moustache and one of those open faces that beamed friendship. The youngest was in his early to mid 20s smiling and willing to please. He was very slender about 5ft 6 inches tall with thick dark hair and darting eyes. The boat was made of wood, ornately carved and with woven matting to cover the glass paned windows. There was a foredeck, not large but enough for 4 comfy chairs..