They were smaller versions of the necklace stones, set in a lacework of platinum and gold. She put them on and dropped her hands to her side.“Beauti...ul,” Devin breathed. “Keith had told me one of his people had set up a gem cutting unit, but I didn’t know she had it running until I got these.”Lenna looked down at the necklace. “Oh, Devin, I can’t wear this! It’s horribly expensive, and these are the crown jewels!”Devin nodded. “Keith prepared me with some figures that might help you. "Paige? You home? Wannagrab a slice of pizza and a beer or something?" You better go. Andrew is calling you. And you want to be his perfect- what? Summer fling? Girlfriend? Life partner?" No," I yelled. Yes. I started to cry again. This just wasn't right."Oh, OK. Never mind," Andrew's voice called on the other side of thedoor."No wait, I meant yes. Pizza yes," I called out. "Fuck you Joy," Ihissed into the phone."Oh, but you already did, Honey. Now it's your turn." Her voice was sosyrupy sweet. She had eaten a lot of calories with that hearty American meal and this was her favorite way to burn them. Having Ross pull her long, curly, jet-black hair especially turned her on as he slid harder in and out of her butt.Aurora knew what she wanted today. She wanted to be fucked by everyone who attended this bash, no matter who. Men, women, even Chandler’s drag queen father, she craved them all. She wanted to eat pussy and ass, wanted to suck dicks and balls, and wanted to have every hole in. There were smiles on everyone’s faces and tears in their eyes by the time Brandon wiped off his own tears and made his way to the stage. Isabel looked at him, smiled quietly. He struggled to catch his breath. She looked radiant in that blue long-sleeve gown that she’d bought with the prize money from the writing contest, her gloved hands holding the microphone with the adeptness of a trained singer. Mairead had put some makeup on her face to hide the dark circles and highlight her pretty.