I had to get up in the middle of the fucking night and pick her up in Dallas.Really sucks, let me tell you.Normally I'd come up with a cool reason why...I couldn't waste my time running errands for my parents. I really know how to play the part of the beautiful, spoiled, rich child - to the max!Something told me I better get involved right away on this one. I can't have the girl running loose, screwing everything up for me all summer.Thought that maybe, I could derail my parents' plans before the. ..........................................................................................................................Meg couldn’t believe her new found courage or her newly discovered “naughtiness” Meg had never had any power in her life and right now she felt a surge of power …………….. And she like it … She liked it a lot!Sally wasn’t sure what to do ,but she would think of something .Peter Brown came home from his golf and they all had supper and Meg once again went to her bedroom to play. Sarah smiled back at me…I asked if she lived near and she just said that she was closing the place in another two hours. But she added she could get a quick break and there was a store room at the back…I looked around and there was only one single guy there reading a book.So we stood up and walked towards the room.Once inside, Sarah put the light on and turned around, locking the door. She looked at me and I put my hands on her hips first, going down to her nice firm buttocks, rubbing them as. She wasn’t so sure herself, but she liked the job and gave it her best, and the people who bought the books she’d had a hand in were always very enthusiastic about her stuff. She generally worked in watercolours, or in pencil and crayon when black and white pictures were needed. She loved painting in oils, but she only did so in her spare time, as it was expensive and more difficult to sell. She was too modest to go in for the big exhibitions some of her colleagues seemed to enjoy. Moreover,.