“Mom! Of course! I can test it on her!”I tried to calm down and recalled the words the girl toldme.“How did it go again?... Just put the ring on...and everything I say willbecome common sense for everyone else, right? But I can't just start withsomething too crazy. If it doesn't work, I don't know what she'll do to me.”I spend a few more minutes devising a strategy and then stepped outside,the ring now on my right ring finger. My mother was already inthe kitchen preparing breakfast.“Oh, Daniel.. . Maybe you're right." It's been known to happen," I shrugged."Rarely," my little sister snarked. But then she sighed and walked right into my arms for a hug. "What would I ever do without you, Ben?" You'd be fine. You're a big girl now, Brooke. Just wait until it's your turn to give relationship advice to the twins." Ugh," my little sister sighed, like she usually did at any mention of responsibility. And then she squeezed me a little tighter, still breathing hard. I felt her hands switch from. He knew it was going to be dangerous. He might not make it out alive. But he wanted to stand up to her.He found her at the bar and made a beeline for her.“Miss Earp, I would like to talk to you in private.” He was trying to turn on some charm, but she was not buying it. “Please?” “Damn it, you said the right word.”They took a table in the back where it was quiet. Bobo took a chair for himself and one for his feet.“I know that you’re not happy. But I want to tell you that I’m not going to harm. Half a dozen girls were working out at various machines, each one with a trainer keeping careful watch. On closer inspection, however, Darcie could see the girls were clad in bodysuits so sheer and tight that they could have been sprayed on. One girl pumped hard on a stepping machine; a flick of the trainer’s riding crop on her asscheeks made her pump harder. Darcie winced at the sight, imagining the sting on the rump underneath that skintight-stretched fabric.“What’s with the suits?” asked.