“So, it’s not that you wish you were flogging Angelique instead of me?” Shelby teased. “I don’t mind. I could try a little French accent if ...t helps.”Simon slapped her playfully on the ass. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing. We don’t really have time to start from the beginning again - not if you want to be dressed and immaculate in time for dinner.”Shelby stretched out her spine. “No. We don’t have time. I was just thinking maybe if I irritated you enough today, you could bottle it. "It's okay." And Paula tentatively reached out to pet the rabbit, squealing in pleasure when it kicked for a moment.The older female concubine shook her head. "Teenagers!" she muttered.At that moment Bethany came out from the back and saw everyone. "Oh good, I was thinking that since this is a social call we could all head into the game room where we have a number of games and a few refreshments set out." She said with the air of a hostess.I noticed that both of the older concubines looked at. I had always been attracted to her but I was too shy to ever tell her. I was sixteen and she was fourteen years old. Her father owned the Texaco gas station that me father went to. The car would run over the rubber hose, a bell would ding, and someone would run right out to ask you what you wanted. Gas cost thirty-one cents a gallon, a gallon of milk was forty-nine cents, and you could not purchase food for your body where you purchased food for your car. Oh you could buy candy, chocolate bars,. She stood almost as tall as Liz and had some serious skill with the guitar that I had somehow managed to miss during rehearsals. Chelsea held her own on one of Liz’s songs and then brought down the house with a live performance of her first top-30 single.The next four sets brought the other guests to the stage. Liz would do one of her songs to open things up and then announce the guest. They would perform a few duets and then the guest would do a solo before slipping away while Liz wrapped up.