Screw that Brad!" I protested, sitting up and up looking into his eyes."No! No, not a whore - escort." he pronounced it slowly. "As for being in a 'st...ble', you would be what is known as an independent. You call your own shots, do what you want when you want, and collect the lions share of anything you make."I gave him a look that said, "Yeah right!" I'm dead serious. We set up a dummy corporation for tax purposes and billing. You do all the work and walk away monthly with at least $10,000 a. ‘This ones for you, Socrates,’ thought Jake, philosophically.When Rebecca arrived home, her very satisfied sister was listening to Jake explain what he thought needed to be done about the Welch Brothers. His head was in her lap and she was playing with his hair. Rebecca went to take a shower while they talked. Fresh from the shower, wearing a little summer dress, she and her sister switched places. Katherine went to fix dinner.“Now that’s a happy woman,” Rebecca said.“You were right about her,”. O my god, was she kidding? My cock was rock hard and straining against my trousers. Was she going to leave me like this?Then my senses returned and I remembered where we were, of course she had to stop, I couldn't exactly blow my load right there in the restaurant could I!Lily's voice interrupted my train of thought as she said to our parents;"Josh and I will just go and settle the bill while you finish your coffee's."I stood up cautiously, trying not to look as if I was hiding the biggest. Frightened to the point of terror, and in her terrorised state she was crying out, begging for mercy ... but none was to be given.Her face was slapped, hard ... time and time again until tears poured down her cheeks and her eyes blackened from the cheap makeup that she wore.Is this what she really wanted? What WE really wanted?For her to be beaten and used by another man, a large overbearing man, who would whip her and hurt her while I watched ...Had we progressed to this already? Was my Little.