” he said, and with my head reeling from the news, dizzy with excitement, nerves, and a healthy dose of fear, I got back into my outfit, what littl...e there was of it, and headed for the door. “And don’t forget,” he said as I stepped through the doorway, raising his voice to be heard, “you owe me a piece of that pussy! Don’t get on that plane without coming back for a longer visit. I don’t want to have to come and find you.”In the lobby, James took me politely by the arm and led me back to the. “Why do you keep dying your hair Sin?” the Blonde asked.“I need to keep changing my appearance ever so often and unlike you I don’t like hiding behind a mask Mother,” the red head snipped.“How is make up and hair dye all that different from wearing a cloth mask?” the Blonde smiled.“Well both have gotten better over the years,” the Red Head nodded at the old photos of the state superheroine.“I miss the silk, but yes,” the blonde admitted, “the new stuff won’t stick to my face in a fire flash. To his surprise, Brit giggled. "Now you're getting naughty, Daddy," she laughed."It's not me," he protested. "It's Rachael." It was a weak claim, and he knew it; he was at the very least not trying to stop her. His mere acceptance of her attentions made him just as guilty as Rachael.Well, it wasn't like she didn't already know what had gone on between them. By now he figured that nothing was secret anymore in this house. He decided just to enjoy it. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back,. Not that I ever did.So I wrote 'Same, can I come over?' and I looked up at the woman and caught her looking at me and she quickly looked down at her book again and Lucy wrote 'Yeah, what you wanna do?' and I wanted to write 'I want to sit on your face' because I did but Lucy would never do something like that and I wrote 'Anything really'.And I caught the woman looking at me again and this time she didn't look away, like she just forgot but then she did and she shifted her position a little.