"I uh, want a tattoo." Yeah, right, the Alchemist thought with annoyance. As if, this kid has any money on her to buy a tattoo? She doesn't look like ...he's had enough to eat in a week. He wiped his face with his palm then glared at her. "Do you even know what you want? I haven't got all night to wait for you to pick something out." She cringed back from his glower then bravely took a deep breath. Her eyes lit up with a terrible hunger. "Yeah, I do know what I want." She moved closer to his. Her jaw dropped as she saw my dark haired landing strip clearly poking up from my tiny thong underneath the sheer white workout outfit. I shut and locked the door before re wrapping myself. I had the boys do their work out first and I kept the towel on, they kept looking and none had the courage to ask me to take it off. They were lifting, doing squats and sit ups, every type of exercise till each of them glistened with sweat from their efforts. God they had me hot, I was finally ready. I. I’m going to put the headphones back on and go get the guys to come in here. I just might let you out of the swing, but only to cuff you to the bed instead.’ I walked out to the living room and both young men stood. ‘Is everything okay? We though we heard a scream.’ ‘Yes. That’s why I asked you both to come over here today. I have a surprise for you both. Follow me, please.’ We walked down the hall to the bedroom and I pushed the partially open door open fully. ‘Wow!’ was the first response I. Dominika pushed but Big Bill didn’t budge. Her face flushed with frustration as she tried to reach the door. Bill – that hulking leader of a South Texas motorcycle gang – just stood there with crossed arms. The rest of us, including me, stood back laughing.I almost felt guilty for setting Dominika up like this, but my pity was replaced by rage. I’d offered her up as a sacrificial lamb by inviting her to the party, never mind she dumped me two weeks ago without cause or explanation.?I don’t.