"Catch some shows, play the slots a little, maybe rent a car for a day or two and do some sightseeing, like Hoover Dam, maybe drive all the way out to...the south rim of the Grand Canyon." Not taking a run out to see Jennlynn, I bet," Vicky giggled."It'd be tempting," Aaron replied. "I haven't discussed it with Amber, but I doubt she'd think much of the idea. I mean, cut-my-heart-out-with-one-of-Jason's-knives-and-feed-it-to-me not think much of the idea." Well, you could," Emily said, half. "George felt he shouldn't do as she ordered. "But Mistress," I said keep silent!" She leapt to her feet and George knew he only had a moment or two before she would grab a ball gag and stuff it into his mouth to silence him."Mistress, if that is a tax demand, I may be able to help. If not I'll be quiet at once."Deanna was standing over him as he crouched inside his cage. In one hand she held a ball gag, in the other her bundle of papers. "What if it is?" she said warily. "They want the money.. You must be k**ding, are you even allowed to start at 10. Flattery will get you anywhere, but I was actually 17. What do you do for a living? It’s a bit complicated, I’m supposed to be an electrician, but got fired last week. Oh, why? I got caught fucking the boss’ wife. It was his own fault, apparently she had been nagging him about a lot of small jobs around the house, socket outlets that need fixin’, lamps to be installed, you know it was sort of like the shoemakers c***dren. I was told to. I went to the garage door, grabbed my best spring jacket, shuffled around in the garage fridge to grab a cold Pepsi and nonchalantly strolled to the van.“Hi Deedee,” I grinned as she opened the door from the inside, a smile lighting up her entire face. She was in her best jeans again, with a deep green V-neck sweater over a white collared button-down shirt. Her cuffs came out of the sleeves of the sweater. She sure knew what colors to wear to compliment her coppery red hair.“What’s up, JP?”.