That is complete bullshit."Ben laughed again. His voice was gentle when he spoke again."That's what Dad told her," Ben said. "Almost word for word. I ...elieve he said 'complete and utter bullshit, ' but you get the gist. Dad told them that we either need to get used to the new type of performer – educated, self-reliant and self-assured – or get the hell out of the business. You are probably the first group like that but we don't think you'll be the last."Jerry and Ellen are used to the older. I even checked her feet for rough patches. I found nothing.Her short blonde hair shined with a glossy sheen."Very good, Slave," I said to Vonda.My red-head bowed. "Thank you, Master."Since she had been led in, Pyx had been in an obvious state of sexual arousal. Though the room was warm, her nipples were rock hard. Her pussy lips were swollen, and fluid was running down her legs."Did you drug her?" I asked Vonda.She shook her head, puzzled. "Why do you ask?" Why is she so turned on?"Vonda. It would be several more hours before she was off to slumber, Brock figured."That was ... intense!" Jen said, shaking her head. "There was so much action packed into the last four minutes. The whole game was so fluid. I bet there wasn't a dozen fouls in the whole match." A far cry from the one we saw in Arizona," Susan offered. "This was like poetry in motion. I mean, I don't know much about soccer, but I could see the plays developing. I would see a player making a run down the side and I knew. None.'I know what I'm feeling is the real thing, Beth Ann." She started to interrupt so I hurried on. "You have given me more love, tenderness, affection and comfort in a week than most men get in a decade. Unless you are tired of me, I'm not going anywhere. Until and unless you say so, we are us. You and me."I guess my brain isn't fourteen, because what I feel for you is the thing most people dream of and never experience. Your smile is like a drug. I need it. Can you understand what I mean? I.