We turn a corner and you see a 40 foot motor home parked near some ugly stunted trees.I stop the bike, lean it against the motorcycle trailer and indi...ate for you to park nearby.You sit in your car beating yourself up for being so crazy as to follow your rapist into the deep desert. I walk over to your door. Hold out my hand to you.Still scared to death you open the door and get out. You look incredible. Light yellow mini, sleeveless white halter top. Brown sandals.You start to tear into me. ”“Kenzie!” Sarah stammers.“Relax, it’s just a blow job,” she says.“Not really,” I laugh. Andrew glares at me.“What do you mean?” she asks.“Andrew’s never been with a girl before. Not even for oral,” I laugh.“Aww, he’s a virgin?” Becca asks.Andrew looks as if he was just punched in the stomach.“Sorry bud, it slipped,” I say, taking a sip.“Now, let’s get those clothes off of you,” Kenzie says.“You… You promise you guys won’t tell anyone?” Andrew asks.“This won’t leave this room. We all promise we. " As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted them, but he couldn't help it. Harley scrambled to get the strap. He didn't dare do otherwise. He carried the strap back to his father."No daddy!" Jessica screamed. "The food is for the dog." What dog?" Cade asked, and he was certain she was lying to him to avoid a whipping."The one by the stream," Jessica said. "He's hurt."Cade took the strap from Harley's hand and looked at him, "What is she talking about?"Harley swallowed. He knew he had. She slid her hose off by degrees, caressing her own silken flesh as she went.Henderson couldn't believe what he was seeing. In the seven years he had been with Houston Cosmetics, he'd had five "office wives". Only Peggy Fair had ever refused his advances. Now Peggy was, at last, going to swing!His wife, Viola, would be delighted. Only this morning over coffee, she had said, "Damn, Henderson, I wish you d fire that Fair girl and get a secretary who will fuck you. You're wearing me out!" Well?".