He was selling something again.His stepbrother was older then he was by a few years, when their parentsmet and married Drake was on his way out of the...house, into the military.He left the Navy under some bazaar circumstances that Tray had neitherinterest nor patience to hear about. Drake was a user and a loser."Treat him with a whiff of distain and ask him few questions, and do notlet him spend the night," Tray told Casey."Okay," Casey managed to work that into the conversation."Megan will get. It was then that she decided to make her offer: ‘Rafael, I was thinking, I have a full furnished basement, set up as an apartment. One bedroom with a full bath and kitchen. I’m wondering if you would be interested in having it?’ He stared at her almost open mouthed. ‘What . . .what would it cost?’ he asked softly. ‘Oh, why don’t we say that you can have the apartment for doing the outside grounds kind of work, fix it things, changing tires and the like?’ ‘I’m not paying much now but I can. Not even close, Sir.”“In effect, you made everything that I said about you being the best on this side of town into a lie, correct? Don’t answer. If you had just agreed when I said it without you having to ask to prove it, I could let it go, but you didn’t, did you?”“No Sir.”“So, you made me look like a liar, even if it was just between the two of us, correct?”“Yes Master. I’m so...”I interrupted her. “No excuses, cunt and “sorry” doesn’t cut it, understood?”“Yes Master.”“The one thing that. “Okay, ladies. Let’s get rid of those bushes.” William could sometimes be so insensitive. It seemed as if our dream to make Tantra tangible to spiritual seekers was becoming a reality, but with a slight deviation. While William went to fetch the shaving kits, I had the women sit on towels, with their legs spread open and mirrors in front of their genitals. I handed each a scissors.“The time has come for you to see what beauty you’ve been hiding all these years,” I said as they giddily looked in.