The girl whimpered. Mmmph? Ill need my hand a moment. B-b- Shhh. . . Good girls dont make a sound. Sarah had to tug her hand free from under Felicias ...grip. She offered her slender fingers to the girl for inspection which earned her a confused glance. When Sarah licked the tinge of sweat from Felicias shoulder, she got it and took both fingers in her mouth. Still trembling, the girl dutifully took them both into her mouth and teased them with her tongue from tip to base. All the way to Sarahs. ' Oh how I wish I had killed him."Quickly jumping into the breach, Dana said, "I like Mark. There were two poets with that name, each was great in his own way." They were Bob Dillon and Mark Thomas. Both are the same name with different spellings. The name is ancient Irish meaning a ray of light. My middle name means a blaze or a fire. At other times it means intense heat."He smiled at Dana and told her, "Dana also means wise and Elaine comes from Helen, which means light." Interesting as all. Both were hard, my son and his friend.“Worth the money Josh?” I asked.He could only nod.I walked to Mark, and whispered in his ear. He stiffened, looked at me hard.“You’re sure?”“Mark, I need a manager, someone who will look out for my interests. Decide what jobs I should take, and make it happen. Don’t ask me, otherwise what’s the point of having a manager.”I turned away from her. Turned to Josh. “Josh, my friend, you like what you see. Fabulous aren’t they. I bet you would like to fuck her,. She admitted that she had done all that we had seen with her own husband.“That raises a question, Mrs. Rourke. Where might Mister Rourke be?” I asked.Siobhan looked startled, then grinned. “Oh, he’s in Boston, but I fear he is quite busy pushing up daisies.” At my curious look, she continued, “He’s been dead these several years, Caroline. I am a widow.”I apologized profusely, which she waved off as unnecessary. “I am curious,” I admitted. “You are not many years older than I, so how can you be.