" And She walks off.Evelina is shocked, more so when this filthy tramp puts his hand out and grabs her arm. "MISTRESS!" she screams.From behind her, a...ready fading into distance, comes the dreaded reply. "you said you would do anything for Me."They are in the tramp's cardboard box 'home', Evelina silently crying. What has she let herself in for? She closes her eyes as the filthy man brings his lips towards hers. She could run away from here, but she knows she will never have contact with. The princess in stark contrast had a luxuriant forest between her legs, and in her armpits. Thick, black brambles that served to both accentuate her beauty, and to provide some sort of cushion in the frenetic activity she was engaged in now. He heard her moan something in a throaty rasp. The Nubian grunted, and pulled his penis out of her. He rose to his full height, and she turned. Now he lifted her, while standing, and placed her on his cock. They continued their lovemaking in this manner. . ..free advertizing,"said Jirra. "Also the company uses the hotel to put up guests duringthe shooting." "Do they still film everything locally?" asked Celeste. "Yes. That was one of the stipulations that Faith insisted on. Shehates it when some other area is standing in for New England," saidJirra. "Now that the show is a hit they get their pick of filminglocations. There's actually a waiting line of people that have offeredto let them film in their locations. You wouldn't believe how. Then they'd have dinner together before the girls inevitably went off to do something with their friends.They had a comfortable routine. And it was coming to an end.A part of him felt a little bitter. After all, these were his girls. They were his life. Everything he did—good, bad or indifferent—was all for them. They were his pride and joy.Despite the times when he didn't like them very much or when they made typical boneheaded teenage decisions, he loved them more than anything. They had him.