She smiled to everyone and cocked her almost non-existent hips at the end of the catwalk. I could hear buttons being pushed one after another in the d...rkness."I believe bidder four is the current bidder of record at seven hundred and fifty thousand dollars for this little minx," Mr. Lombardi announced.Three more rounds of the five bidders went on before Stella finally put a bid in at one million, one hundred and twenty-five thousand. She finally won Hanna at one million two hundred thousand. Not counting Doc Gimble of course.I enjoyed her visits; it was usually an interesting conversation. And a relief not to be discussing sex with young boys.One snowy afternoon as I was feeding the fire, she asked me, “Flint, what is the difference between a frontier and a border?”Huh.Not something I’d ever thought about. I guess the frontier, the one in my mind anyway, was my personal trek westward. Toward something new, something different.A border? Well, as the frontier became civilized, or at. “Laura, your turn.”“Yes Sir.”In the meantime, I guess Mary had decided to do something similar since I heard Diana crying out from the other room, “Three Mistress, thank you.”Laura draped herself across my lap and wriggled into the most comfortable position, then carefully folding her arms behind her back so I could tie them up. “I appreciate the thought Laura, but put your arms out in front of you, I want Pet to hold you down.” They moved to comply with my wish.SMACKI hadn’t given Laura time. After I was born, things got worse, and my dad ended up going back to his ex-wife. My mom was left with no money, but a young, beautiful, big breasted, mexican girl is offered work quickly. An older black man gave her money and a place to stay, in exchange for her working at his stripclub in a bad part of town, and satisfying his needs of course. At this time, mom was 17. She became very popular quickly for her small frame, large breasts, and beautiful face. My mom lived with another teenage.