”“Are you asking me for $1,000, Michael?”“No, Sir, I am not. I am simply giving you the range so I could accommodate whatever you could do to ...elp.”“Is this because of April, did she send you down here to get money from your old man?” He asked, moving from Mom and sitting down across from me.“This is only about April, because we both want you to be proud of us when the band after us gets less applause than we will!”Smirking, he pulled out his wallet and handed me back the card I used earlier,. You lean over and kiss my forehead, then my nose, and then your lips brush mine gently. You keep placing these little butterfly kisses on my lips as your hand moves down the side of my face and behind my neck. I am making little mewling noises as you continue those little kisses down the other side of my neck and onto my shoulders. You whisper into my ear again, “You’re so beautiful, I want to make you scream."I am breathing a little harder, and you reach up and kiss me deeply, but slowly. . She was surprised at the beach. “Why, it’s almost deserted!”“That’s why I brought you to this one. It’s not a tourist trap...yet.”She loved the beach. She lay in the sand and made angels with her arms and legs, laughing. She made a small sand castle with as much glee as a child, and put a tiny pebble on top. “That’s the king,” she said. The king promptly fell off his perch and the castle crumbled back into sand. “And that,” she informed me solemnly, “is a revolution.”I took photos of her. “Olivia,” Joey said, causing her to turn and look at him with her pretty blue eyes.“I am going to give you some instructions you must follow. When I am over here at your house and we are alone, or with Stacy, from now on, you and she will be my obedient sex slaves. You will perform any and all sex acts that I may require. As my sex slave, you will not care or interfere with whatever I do with Stacy. She and you are my property to use anyway I wish,” Joey told Olivia.“Stacy. Along with being my.