He almost found himself catching his breath on occasion when he considered back over his boldness of not only fucking the three girls, but also gettin... them knocked up and then being bold (or stupid) enough to admit to Mary what he'd actually done -- after he'd knocked her up again too.All Philip could think about the next day after he'd told Mary all he thought she could handle at the moment was his own pregnant daughter, Pam. He'd loved the fact that he'd actually become very sexually. “You little bitch! How dare you!”I moved swiftly and re-locked the back door and put the key safely into my dressing gown pocket and then turned back to the terrified girl.“I think I’d better call the police.”This simple statement had an amazing effect. Suddenly she was down on her knees, hands clasped together and I swear I could see the hint of a tear in her eye.“Please Miss, no Miss. Please don’t call the police. Anything but that. Please Miss.”“And why not? At the very least its breaking. She quickly calls her Mom back. There is a forlorn tone to her mother's voice when she answers the phone.“Mom, I am coming to spend the next three weeks with you. And when I leave, I think I will have solved the problem with Todd.”“Three weeks? What is Jason going to say about you leaving him alone for the next three weeks?”“I dropped Jason at the airport early this morning. He is going to be in New York for a month working on a very complicated Corporate merger that is worth millions of. ‘An Angel, Grace,’ he said, continuing to pace back and forward in front of her, ‘is the seal of approval. Once a woman becomes one of Samuel’s Angels, success is guaranteed. You hear that, Grace? Guaranteed.’ He threw back another throatful of bourbon. ‘How much do you want to be an Angel, Grace?’ ‘More than anything, Samuel. I want it more than anything.’ For a moment he stopped pacing, holding her eyes as he took a long drag on the cigar. ‘But there are two sides to the bargain, Grace. Don’t.