Your name is Tiffany and you're seventeen years old. You 'borrowed' the car from your new pimp. He knows where it is because of the tracker in the eng...ine. He'll be here any moment so you can meet him."Just so you know something about your boss, he's a bit possessive and won't be too pleased that you left him stranded at the clinic. He was quite agreeable when you argued that you didn't want your implants too big, but now he'll probably do what he wants, and he's a real boob man. I expect he'll. Everyone in their own state of mind enjoying the music. It was almost an end to the party. Everyone trying to have the perfect walk down to their respective cars.Among all those, my eyes fell on this amazing girl wearing a red colour dress. She is one of my old friend who was always the perfect person to discuss and relate things. Well she looked gorgeous with those hair tied up at one end and a wine glass still in her hand. I went ahead gave her a hand, tried to calm her down with the loud. But they would have to be up early the next day to get ready to start school.They were really cramped up when they were finally released from their cages, and stretched to get the kinks out of their bodies. They had to fix breakfast for everyone and then were allowed to eat again. This time it wasn’t dog food, but a nice warm mush the girls had fixed for them. However, it was still eaten from the bowls on the floor like dogs.Then it came time to get dressed. They were both blindfolded and led. She hears her father’s footsteps in the hall and a moment later he is poking his head through the door. “Hi, baby girl,” he says happily.“Hi, Daddy!” Rory cries, just as happy.His big arms pull her into a bone-crushing hug that makes her wheeze. “I was thinking of you today.”“Me too, Dad.” She catches a whiff of cinnamon on his breath and she remembers the spicy kiss. She turns back to the mirror, so he can’t see the blush forming on her cheeks.Gavan sinks to the edge of her bed. “So how was.