"You're not disappointed in me? You don't hate me?" She cried."Oh god no. I don't hate you. Come here baby."I held my arms out and she practically fle... into them and curled up on my lap with her head on my chest."Why would you think I hate you?" I asked."Cause of what you saw," she whispered."I could never hate you. You're my daughter. I love you." I said trying to reassure her as I wrapped my arms around her.We sat there for a while in silence as she cried in my arms. I didn't know what else. As I stared at her bare breasts, she asked me to tie her halter back on. I carefully covered her breasts and reached around her to tie the straps. She gave me a big hug while I fumbled with the knot. Aunt Beth then told me that I could give her a massage any time I wanted. A couple days later I came home and Beth was in the shower. The bathroom door was partially open. When the water was turned off, I decided to wait for her to come out. I was rewarded for my patience. She came out of. You've made your decision?" Yep."Back in the corridor, Shannon didn't know what to make of what had just happened to her. How did she end up here? She never should have gone to the casino. She closed her eyes and wept. She noticed one of the workers approaching her and tried to stop her tears."You've been bought by the boss's daughter, slave," the man said to her.What was he talking about?He quickly had her off the brace and her hands cuffed behind her back. She hung her head as he led her. ”“I can tell you that she was deeply impacted by whatever you talked about. She said your conversation contained a lot about the philosophy of love, your family, the Circle as a larger intentional and extended family, philanthropy, and then your spirituality. I think she remembers every word. You were impressive apparently, and I can assure you that she’s not easily impressed.”Dave bowed to the messenger. “I’m glad I pleased someone. I liked her very much, and not because she was some.