"Shall we talk about it?"Joel's hands wandered up her sides and under her top. "Which subject?"His hands cupped under her bra and squeezed as he nuzzl...d her neck. "About you calling this your home. Maybe on a more permanent basis."Joel freed a hand to unfasten her bra and she felt him cup her bare breasts and squeeze again. "Tee is a party to this ... we can't talk about it with her gone." We need to make some decisions without her though, Baby. Tee can't be in charge of our lives." He managed. She needed rest, and she lay on the sofa,and was asleep in seconds.Serge took all of the new plans of Maris to be his. He had not lost hislover, yet Maris continued to grow as she led serge to their new life.Hannah had been to the apartment several times so that serge couldbetter understand how her Mistress maintained Maris. The two womenclearly loved one another and yet Hannah resisted directing serge. Aftera simple meal, he watched them, as the two kissed when Hannah haddetermined to leave.At. His hands were restricting yet calculated. I looked back at him with venom in my eyes. He stared back with a cold and calculated gaze, his grip tightening in warning, showing me that what I experienced was not the end of what he could put me through.I gave up on trying to escape, slumping my head down to my chest.“Why…?” I cried under my breath.“Why not!?” Agatha yelled, “I am just putting a bitch in her place.”She walked towards me with an extra sway, with a sexy-gait, looking more ridiculous. Among them was a customized 50ft, French Cutter. It slept six in three amazing cabins and had all the amenities of home. It was a steal at $87,000. The loan application was a nightmare and the final interest rate was a crime but eventually, the trio got the title and named it "The Trio's Booty".They boarded her as owners for the first time on Halloween."It's a good date." John said, dropping his duffel bag on the king-sized bed of the forward stateroom. "An auspicious date."In his Merchant.