She thought back to how it had all started. She had been a member of a team that had been assembled to work on the buy-out of one of XYZ's competitors... A lot of time and effort (and money) had gone into the project, but although it looked like it was going to be successful they kept hitting one stumbling block - Harlan Vickers! Harlan owned eighteen percent of the shares of Vickers Industries. Normally not enough to be able to block the sale, but there was nothing normal about Harlan's eighteen. My sisters and I took care of the animals, cooked, cleaned, and learned homemaking skills, while the boys worked in the fields and outside. After lunch, we were home schooled, again in different rooms. At 5:00, we would be allowed to play until dinner. I was never really sure what to do, so I just followed my sisters around and did whatever they told me to do.”“Whatever they told you? Come on, there must have been some game that was your favorite.” Holly looked away, blushing in embarrassment. Her lips were soft, and I felt bashful. It wasn’t every day a caramel blonde whose name you don’t even know… wait, I realized I hadn’t even asked for her name!“Course I didn’t, Miss…”“Rachel! And good choice, I lo-uh-OVE tequila, Mister…” “Drew. I thought you might. Do we know each other from somewhere? You look familiar.”“I don’t think we do! But we’re going to know each other very well very soon. I saw you and decided I HAD to meet you!” Her bubbly personality threw exclamation and passion. He closed his eyes and imagined Mistress Inara was there, looking as spectacular as she did this morning. Since Loken was almost constantly on a sexual high it did not take him long to begin the inevitable strokes that would take him to orgasm. Disaster struck.There was the sound of the door opening. It was too late for Loken. There was no stopping the orgasm. Mistress Inara called out.'Loken? It's me! I just forgot a file from my office, where are you?''In the living room' Loken.