”“You are sure right about that,” he said.The couple in the Casa had not bothered us since we’d moved in some three weeks gone. We’d all bee... around each other, but it was always either at the big house or in the mini-park that was technically their back yard.But someone was knocking on our door now and I was betting it had to be one of them. I wheeled over to it, and opened it. I was right.“Owen. Come in,” I said.“Thanks,” he said.“So what’s going on?” I said.“I have news, and rather than beat. ‘Thanks,’ was all Trent said. —- He smiled as he pulled up to the Quick Trip, there were nearly a dozen more laborers waiting. ‘Juan, Manuel, and Marie,’ Trent said loudly, pointing to the trio. ‘Me too,’ Jose demanded. NO, Juan, Manuel, and Marie,’ Trent said and did not flinch at Jose’s dark scowl. ‘Maybe you work as hard as them, maybe I take you too, but you just work at not working.’ There was some laughter as the ones that understood English translated what Trent had said. Trent smirked. "No, ma'am" When is the last time you addressed your mother as ma'am?"Jared searched his memory but came up blank. "I... don't know. I guess it's been a while." See, I think that's the problem, " Mrs. Davis said. "No respect for your own mother. Obviously no respect for older women in general. "She made a summoning gesture with her finger. "Come here, young man. "Jared obeyed her. He felt as though he was somehow being hypnotized, as though this strange woman had some kind of control over. He pisses me off big time. But I have to bite my tongue because my mistress is passionate over Joe and I am already due for punishment. As a matter of fact it was the purpose of this get together. “ What’s in the bag sexy Joe?” Chanel asked from across the room. “Just my latest purchase from the Lush store.” Joe proudly removed and put on the table for display a pink leash and a blue butt plug. “ What the fuck Joe this is not a sex party. What are you going to do with those?” “ Just nevermind.