" Yes," I said. Fuck! This is getting way too permanent! I looked aroundthe salon for Mom and Avril. I didn't see them. Where are they? Thisisn't funn...! I'm not laughing. I was sure my mother didn't mean for thisto happen.Carla's breasts dangled in front of my eyes as she pushed the hair awayfrom my ears. She doused a cotton ball with alcohol and wiped it againstmy lobes. Maybe it wasn't alcohol. It felt cold, almost numbing. Surelyshe wasn't about to do what I thought she was about to do.I. ” “Hi sweetie, come on over, closer.” Mario spun the little teen around with strong hand. “Bob, I think we can knock 20% off your bill. “ “I was thinking 25%.’ Morgan looked in shock as we negotiated. “30%” “Sweet piece of young ass for sure. The bitch is worth it” “Ok, Come on Morgan, lets go in the back room.” Replied MarioMorgan pulled back. I don’t want to go in the back room.” “Please.” “Honey, you’re going to love my big Italian cock up your ass.” Laughed Mario. Morgan tied to. Call me Bill." Yes Master." Never mind. I take it you two were warriors. Why did you ask to become my slaves?" Master," replied Beta indigently. "We are still warriors, and we are not your slaves. We are your body slaves. There is a big difference. For one, slavery is illegal on our island. A body slave does not do everything a master tells them to do. We still have freewill. A slave has no freewill and no legal protection." That's good," he replied. "I am not comfortable with the term slave. ”“Looks like we’ll be here at least another thirty to forty minutes, with all these people we still have in line.”“You love doing this for your fans, don’t you?”“Yes, I feel like this is part of what they came here for and I want to be sure they leave happy.”“I read in one of the Hollywood Magazines once, where they had a photographer who would take the fan’s photos with the Hollywood Star, for five dollars. They’d get their address and mail the photo to them.”“That sounds interesting. What.