”But another wave of nausea hit her and she had to stay put until she was through passing the world’s worst breakfast burrito. When she finally wa... able to stand up, all of the plane’s passengers were out of sight.Down on the beach, Alyssa and Stacy were walking on the beach, hand in hand after having some serious get-acquainted sex.“So your dad has found true love,” Alyssa said, regretting it immediately.“Again, you mean,” Stacy said, showing no apparent emotion. Alyssa missed the flash of her. There was no particular reason, it was just something that came to mind. I knew I was going to get laid, the only question was by whom (well, when was important, too).The bus stop for the Ranch was a paved road that led back into the trees that led to the main house. It curved, and there was a gate, both to assure privacy. That didn't stop the kids still on the bus from craning their necks, but there wasn't anything to see, just a bunch of kids with books, some holding hands, going through the. Then it was: goddamn fucking rich bitch just can’t get through her fucking day without yelling at some poor schmuck for something they didn’t even fucking do. Finally, I thought, if she points that perfect little finger at me one more time... and then I saw red. Or actually lilac, since she jabbed her finger an inch from my eye, when I suddenly lost it. I grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed her up against the wall hard enough to knock the breath from her lungs in a puff of wintergreen. 7 “RoCocco Siffredi’s 18th Century Porn Studio”[the Final and CONCLUSIVE chapter]Dick and junior had scarcely stepped off the train platform at their layover in Shanghai—When a small grubby-lookin’ Chinese girl—not more than 19yrs old—came darting out of the steam and shadows of the Train Yard and ran up to Dick and began pawing at his black leather chaps.She cried out in exasperation “Herrpp, Herrp! You da Booty iNspector, you gotta herrp me! My auntie Shen-Wong terr me come here—wait for.