Of course, we wore our red ballet boots. We did not try to do a ballet dance, we did move back and forth across the stage with a very fluid, gliding m...tion. We each wore black leather "chokers", and ruby red stone dangling earrings and a Red cape that we could use to accentuated our "ballet walk"! The chokers had chrome letters attached that spelled out "BALLET SLUTS"! Of course we both had been modeling much too long not to live up to our collar names! We had nice holes cut out to allow our. She was his responsibility. Laoshin had given him that responsibility and he didn't want to disappoint her. In the back of his mind, he wondered about his concern for Laoshin's regard at a time like this.Lian shook her head and gingerly touched her head. "I think he ... he burned me. Inside ... I think ... he ... burned me inside," she said in a halting, slurring voice. She swayed on her knees and Pappy steadied her.Sean tentatively reached with his mind to see what was wrong with her. He was. Abhi : ishi ma aap yaha kya kar rahi ho muje laga ghar oe koi nahi or aap jo samaj rahi ho vaisa kuch nahiMe: yeh muje tumse puchna chiye tum apni ishimaa ke bare mei esa sochte ho tumhe sharam nahi ati(uss tym mene vahi kapde pehne hue the tovoh mere boobs or meri bhosh dekh raha tha)Abhi: sorry lekin kya karu mei apse love karta huMe: mei bhi kartihu lekin yeh nahi mei abhi ramanko batati huAbhi :nahi plz papa ko mut batana mei apke samne hath jodta hu plz aap jo bolenge voh karunga( vaise to. "How often? For how long?" she asked."As often as I want, when I want, how I want," I said in clipped tones."For how long though?" she asked after a nod."Until two years after your divorces finalize." Is this how a boy like you gets pussy?" Samantha asked infuriated."Shut the fuck up, Samantha!" Elizabeth said harshly. They stared at each other for a couple of minutes, struggling for dominance of the relationship. Samantha had no chance though; millions of dollars did come with luxuries..