Shouldn't that be enough?" Let's see it."Marilyn dug into her purse and produced two California driver's licenses.He studied them in turn. "Eve Markow...tz, nineteen, not bad, got a picture of her naked?"Marilyn dug into her purse again and handed him two dog-eared photos."Nice," he said, almost purring."I heard that you preferred them young," she said, her voice a shade above a whisper."Uh-huh," he said, off in another world for the moment.Marilyn waited patiently until he turned to the next. ”“That and I was hoping to have someone I could turn to as a potential mentor if I have questions about my dynamic with the girls. I’m not so arrogant to believe I know it all,” I added. “Have you approached them about the possibility?”“I have spoken to my first choice. I explained your dynamic without going into details other than to tell her that through a bizarre set of circumstances, you’re now your father’s keeper until you can find him a home. She was ... intrigued. Would you like to meet. “How many? One, two, five, two fives?” I sent back.“Not sure,” Susie sent. “Some,” she repeated.“Wait for now, while I see how the others are doing,” I sent to them before switching to Miranda.“How is it going?” I sent to her.“Not as well as expected. This guy is not as conceited as McHenry was and is a lot more careful. He has refused to send his men out of the room, only moving them to the other side of the room and away from us while we talk under a cone of silence. We need a distraction to. She didn’t want this feeling to stop. Not ever."Feel what you fucking do to me," Liam’s hunger snarled from his throat. His throbbing bulge pressed against her perfect little rump. "Dressing slutty for me like this. You make me want to do fucking bad things to you. I'm gonna pound some obedience into you, Mia."Glancing over her shoulder at him Mia flashed him her perfect, pearly white grin. The girl was wicked and he adored her for it. She loved their games. She also loved how she was able to.