Even an entertainment room and wine cellar. It was ridiculous.Coming in we were greeted a the door by the maid. A truly stunning latina Beauty who we...t by the name of Consuela. That lovely dusky skin, haughty and naughty feature and a healthy bustline too. She was in her late 40’s and had the sexiest accent around. Apparently she had been with the family since Chet’s mother died when he was 6. She showed me to my room and made me blush telling me how beautiful I was. How Chet was such a. " Thanks. That puts it all in perspective." I can see there's no use trying to reason with you today. This calls for serious alcohol therapy. Give me a minute to change. Start thinking of where you're planning to take me. But I'll drive," she said, heading for her bedroom."Thanks. I took the bus today. Fucking city traffic." Fine. We'll head for the country."Yeah. That would do. About five miles farther out, there was a country bar called The Roadhouse. They might even have some music. I needed. After sleeping with a guy, I would always hear about it the next day. She'd describe what they did, how he was in bed, his penis shape and size. Every detail. I would sometimes sit on her bed while she told me, looking at her rumpled clothes on the floor, the stains on her bed and imagine the sex in my head. Leanne had no secrets with me and I knew everything about her. This only made my secret seem to grow even bigger, and made me feel really guilty about it. As time went on, I started to feel. She hated him for putting his baby in her and keeping her prisoner. She hated his race for enslaving the Zukari. Did she hate him and his race enough though to want them dead? She looked at Amanda sleeping beside her, though she was sure Amanda was near the same age, she was like a young teenager in maturity. Amanda would not like to see Babuto dead even though he was using her. She knew Ryan. Ryan and the others would be very angry and Ryan would want to kill Babuto for what he had done to.