Control? Then my leg healed and I was back in my own lifestyle. Broke, looking for work, wondering what the next day would bring. The bright spot had ...een Amiko. Tiny, pretty, wild in bed Amiko. Smitten? Hell, more than that. I had even had visions of what our kids might look like, my Irish and English heritage mixed with her obvious oriental features? It was just an accident that I called a number in the newspaper looking for work. An accident that Darla had answered and not one of the staff.. “Found it on the internet.”“I am so nervous, so scared,” Nicky said. “He’s not even here yet, is he?”’“He’s in the air,” Stacy said confidently.“I just know,” she nodded. “It’s a Master PC thing.”“I can’t believe I’m here,” Cassie said.“I’d never do this without you,” Nicky said, looking deeply into her friends eyes.“A few of them are still laying out on the rocky point, I think,” Stacy said, pointing. “At least, that’s where I’m about to be. You guys can go straight over there and the staff. Davis, I have already nailed your daughter, and so have most of the people in this room." Josh!" I yelled, as Dad's anger came to a boil."Christy, Honey, I'm sorry, but he had to be told," Josh said, as he lit a cigarette."What's he saying Girl?" Daddy asked, as the fear began to gnaw at my guts."I'll tell you what my son is trying to say," Frank commented, in a calm voice that seemed to take the edge off the moment."Mr. Davis, you don't know me or my family, I' m afraid you will have to look. She pumped herself a couple of more times as tiny aftershocks rocked her small form. She then slid her hands from her holes and ran them up her body. Quivering, across the tight abdomen, up, under, then over her pert chest. Finally, they landed over her once abused nipples, this time though, she did not twist and maul, but gently squeezed and caressed. A final quiver rolled through her body as if it was a slight wave and she sunk back into the darkness of her seat. I could hear her breath,.