Pussy, dick?Danny thought those words crude.It seemed her new self,Is anything but prude.She began to curse;In a language she never learned;With the f...ery passion;Of a woman spurnedShe tried to think of sports;To forget the pain;Different information;Seemed to fill her brain.She thought about her family;Danny's pedigree;Something had re-rooted;In the family tree.Her name wasn't Danny.It was Catalina;A coy little vixen;A saucy young Latina.She knew how to dance;In ways considered dirty;She knew. After a few more distracting pictures I finished my letter and handed it back to Amy, where she commented saying “good job”.She picked up an envelope and wrote the address down “okay now I want you to go buy her something she might like and mail it. When you finish that, come back and well just come back and you know “then chuckled “I will reward you. When I returned from the post office I found Amy relaxing in the backyard ,she had been drinking as a couple of empty beer cans lay beside her. I. I looked out at the red Ferrari parked on our drive. I gaped again."Do you like my body?" She asked, running a finger slowly up from the inside of her right leg, up her side, and across her neat, round breast down to her nipple. I was mesmerised. Her thick, wavy hair fell over her face and she looked up at me through it while reaching for my belt and undoing it. I held my breath in a near panic as she opened the buttons on my jeans and reached her hand gently into my boxers to extricate my. "There there, it's OK."The three she males came over as well."Just let it all out." suggested Francessa.I must have been pretty loud. Everyone had stopped argueing and were nowstaring at me.(Awkward!)Bella brought me a box of kleenex to keep my makeup from running. After pausingto blow my nose I gathered myself."Sorry Nick. If it's a movie you want. A movie you'll get." There we go." replied Nick with a smile. "That's my superstar. We'll take itfrom Hammer's entrance."Hank glared at Nick.