Laura's mouth found Randi's ear and she took the whole ear inside, tonguing it heatedly."I want to fuck you bad," she breathed."Oh my god, this is rap...!" Randi half-whimpered and half-giggled."I'm going to tie you to the bed and have my way with you, you delicious creature," Laura teased, half-relishing the idea of actually doing it.Randi's eyes flashed. "I hope you mean it," she said.Laura didn't push it, not knowing how much Randi might be kidding. But she did drag Randi to the bedroom. They. It doesn’t always inspire me, but it makes me feel better. It’s sort of like giving the demons of self doubt a big middle finger. Now about my studio. I live alone in a one bedroom apartment in a college town a few blocks from the campus were I used to attend. It’s by far the arts capital of the world, or even the country but it’s nice here and there are plenty of opportunities for a talented artists who’s willing to try. Of course it’s the talented part that always hangs me up. I mean, I know. But it was worth it. Damn, Les. I couldn't believe the look on Sandy's face when you took her out in front of everyone. And the way the rest of them looked guilty when you told them off was great. They were all perking up when you told them about your parents. But when you started accusing them of turning it into dirt, their looks were priceless." Yeah, but you know as soon as we leave they'll start in on us." Of course. As soon as we can't defend ourselves."We headed over to the parking lot.. .. from the gang. If the money was not forthcoming the citizens were beaten. If they still didn't pay a killing would be a very visible warning to the survivors.For some unknown reason those in the protection racket never approached those in the big house. That is until the Mercer brothers decided that they wanted to move out of the hotel and into that house. The problem was that Shaylee, Maeve and the French party, occupied that particular house.By this time the Mercers were so confident, that.