“She does some modeling locally. You asking me to set you up?” she asked with a smirk.“I’m not even looking to meet her, really,” I said, �...but when Diego asks if they’re yours, I can deflect him by telling him you have this GORGEOUS model friend and then tell him it’s impolite to kiss and tell.”She howled with laughter at that. “He’ll swallow his tongue!”She gave me her number, still chuckling about Diego fantasizing about a friend hotter than her. I programmed it into my phone and promised to. . it had only been minutes earlier... "Master Darynn," Teltirray had said, approaching him."Master Teltirray," he had replied gracefully."I wish to thank you. Your teaching of Aimee' has been wonderful. Her learning is spectacular, her skill growing appreciably in the six months you have known her. I admit, I had misgivings. After all, your... preference... did not encourage me to send her to you." He positively sneered the word 'preference, ' a sure sign to him that Teltirray was still dealing. Her hands were tied in front of her. I was relieved to see that she still had her clothes on. I tried to pull on the ropes again but they were tied to tight. I tried to call her name but only that muffled sound came out again. She must have recognized that the sound came from me and she tried to reply but the gag prevented any recognizable words. It was then that I first notice the table in front of me. It had heavy wooden legs and a padded top. I watched as the bent Jennie. Lynn sighed as she walked away. ‘I ‘ave got deh trunks on underneat’ mah shorts,’ she fumed derisively, feigning a brutal French accent. Smirking to herself, she added, ‘God knows what else he’s packing underneath his shorts.’ She stumbled for a moment, tripped up by the double entendre of her flippant thoughts. Lord, she was tired, just so tired. Summer at the recreation centre was not her favourite time of year. She wanted to be outside not stuck working in the centre all day. It was.