”“How many slavegirls will you have?”“Two, if Faith returns. Probably only one if she doesn’t. I think you’ll be a handful anyways.”“L...t’s go find the girls,” Jane continued. “You know, I had been thinking of making him Kim’s co-owner too but that won’t work for the same reason it won’t work for you. But maybe I should throw her into the same pool with you and Faith.”“Kim would be John’s slave sometimes?” asked Heather incredulously. “Them having sex?”“Well, slaves can be used for many things. But to Nick that line of thinking was sickening. In addition the masterful beauty of its all-aluminum coach work, the car was a tour-de-force of period technology. Under its long and sensuous hood sat the 3257cc masterwork; an art treasure in itself, finished not the way most engines are, but like a fine watch. Inside and out, it was beautiful, engine turning- this engine was as beautiful as the car it powered.Like the car, the engine was as much a technical masterpiece as it was beautiful.. .. I'd guess he's crossing over the state line headed in a northerly direction... and probably enjoying a fresh cup of coffee." Is he driving? I thought you took him to the airport?" She puzzled."I did... and no, he's not driving. Hank is kicked back in a private jet. Hell, he may already be in New York by now." Daddy, excuse the language, but what the fuck is going on?" Well Hank did want you to get everything your heart desired, so here," her dad said as he handed Sarah her new novel.Sarah. Could you do me a favor and turn off the water for a while?” She stayed on her knees, producing a can of shaving cream and a razor. With a dangerous glint in her eyes, she asked, “Do you trust me?”“I do, but to be honest I’m disinclined to argue with anyone holding a blade so close to my dangly bits.”“Then I doubt I’ll hear any arguments until I’m done, because it’s about to get a lot closer.” Filling her hand with cream, she slathered it over his testicles and the base of his shaft, working.