"She's forgotten to lock the door!" John smiled - He knew what Rowan was thinking and approved completely. "I don't know about this." I interrupted. S...ure, taking pictures of my sister in the shower and blackmailing her into giving me back my money seemed like a good idea, but my friends seeing my little sister naked? Leering at her? The looks they gave her fully clothed were bad enough - But naked? John cut into my thoughts. "You want your money, don't you?" he said. "Well, yeah, but -" I. He released Haley and turned to face me. Just about that time the coach and teacher arrived. “I’m done, Darren…… It’s time me and you settle this once and for all.”, I stated. “Williams, back off….”, the coach instructed. By that time the rest of the team had surrounded us as they normally did. Several more teachers came running over. “I’m tired of backing off coach. Everywhere I go these assholes are all over me. I’m going to end this if I must take one on a time until I’m done. Just so you. ” She smiled, letting him think whatever he wanted, knowing she was in New York to stay. If circumstances were different, Lorelei would have happily become Mrs. Beauregard Caulfield. She’d be the mistress of a grand house in Charleston, tended to by many servants, riding to church in a fine carriage. But after the War of Northern Aggression, as Beauregard called it, Charleston was a place of bitter memories. As a girl of ten, she watched her mother waste away from consumption as armies circled. She said she was never more than a couple of feet away from her cell phone. When she’d bent over to use the table as a desk, her v-necked blouse fell away a little. Her bra was definitely a C cup. She’d meet me at the restaurant just built out on the loop. She didn’t think she could make it before 8:00 PM. I told her I’d be there. As Sherrie walked away, I saw she still had the same trim ankles and beautifully sculpted calves and thighs she’d had when I first met her. I remembered she’d always.