She had sworn her love for him, and he was feeling on top of the world as he kissed her goodbye and walked out into the rain. Steve was a town boy, he...rarely went into the country at night. If you asked him what he might expect to see at night in the moonlight, he may have guessed at the odd Owl or Badger. He would have bet money that he would never have seen a naked Water Nymph, writhing on the wet grass in passion. The Moon was temporarily obscured by a cloud, as he stood and watched this. "Dad was nodding. "You're right. We have consolidated this position well but we would have to give it up without a fight to a large group bent on taking it. It's a lot to lose. So, Missus Dillard, how do we go about finding these nice people?"Pat smiled at being called, "Missus." She said, "I think we need to look around Dalton and maybe up to Chattanooga. We know there are people around Ellijay but they are as elusive as we are. Someone has to take the lead in making a contact. It's a risk but. Poor Helen played along, still believing that she was learning to be agreat model. She'd be a model alright, but for a few rich andperverted folks around the world."We'll start with what we saw," Mom said, her voice betraying herlust."You'll be my mistress. You must walk like a goddess, you must treatme like your slave, your bitch. I'm no longer your aunt or mother, I'ma whore and you have to prove it. Show no respect Helen or you'llfail."That was all Helen needed for encouragement. She stroked. Lexi went back to her suitcase and returned with a mirror so Steph could see what she had done to her body. Steph saw that she barely recognized herself. The mask over her eyes were black and had been painted on with small swirls. The underlining of her eyelids were completely black and the tops of her eyelids were a light red and blue color. Her hair was put up in a weird style and wasn’t too sure what it was called but it definitely brought more attention to her eyes. The paint along the side.