”Kayla studied me again, then wiped chicken grease from her mouth and hands and reached down into her backpack. She pulled out a folder and opened i...: drawings. Charcoals, mostly, but others were in colored pencil, and a few watercolors, all skillfully done: figures, landscapes, churches, a few streetscapes of the downtown.“Like them?” she said.“These are yours? Yeah, they’re good.”“If you won’t just give me money, would you buy some?”“I didn’t say I wouldn’t give you money, you know.” I looked. “I’ll do it. What would you like for me to accomplish?” “Aside from interviewing the various people there, I would also like you to blog and take pictures while you’re there as well. I also want you to write a full-length feature article for me, and there’s an opportunity for you to become the lead editor and chief photographer. What do you think?” “Nicola, I’m your woman for the job.” “Good. The celebration coincides with your vacation. Now, go home and pack your bags for England.” I survived. However, she did send one of them over to tell me to go get them some refreshments - sodas and popcorn - large buckets."His aunt chuckled at his detailed descriptions and accuracy."So what's the problem? I'm sure they were just catching up on some school talk." I see. You know I'm new at dating Aunt Cathy, but it seems they were doing more than talking. She even admitted they were having sex. That is, all three of them. She told me how she suc, er, took one of them in her mouth while the. Not knowing how to react I pick you up by your sides and place you on the table. I study you further and my humours stir. Its been a while since I felt the touch of a woman. I see your soft skin on your chest, as my eyes move down they get interrupted by your ragged clothes. I man handle you back up, spin you around and push you back on the table. You bend over with the force, without a sound. I get my short sword out and slip it along your spin. You don't know what i'm doing then suddenly you.