Denise took a moment to roll over and look up at me. She was smiling, obviously sated for the moment."I'd prefer to fuck you then any other man," she ...smiled."But that won't stop you from fucking them too," I said. She lost her smile."Probably not," she admitted. "But I don't mind if you fuck other women." And that's going to make it better?" I asked sarcastically. Denise looked at me, but didn't answer for a moment."Can you tell me that you didn't have fun with Francine?" she finally asked."No,. We stayed for nearly an hour before a nurse finally suggested we leave for a little bit. She would probably be like this for the next twenty-four hours we were told.We found a hotel room in one of the downtown casinos and fell into immediate sleep within minutes. It had been a long night.The next day Tracy, though in pain, was awake and alert enough to talk. She told the story of what had happened to her both to Mom and Dad and I and to the investigator from the South Lake Tahoe Police. Don’t go anywhere!”Such a strange expression came over Abi’s face.“Don’t worry, Abi. I’ll only be a minute,” I said quickly, thinking maybe she was cross because I’d stopped her kissing me. She blushed pink, and I could see her struggling as if she wasn’t sure if she dared say something.“Please, Annie, don’t hate me, but I… I’d like to watch you pee,” she mumbled. “I know I’m weird and sick, but I …”I stopped her before she talked herself out of it. “I don’t think you’re weird or sick,” I said.. ‘Yes! It is! And do you know what time it is? It’s Saturday morning. It’s six a.m.!’ he shouted back. ‘I do apologize, Doctor. Mr. Crowe insisted on getting a hold of you immediately,’ said the voice on the other end of the line. ‘My name is Marcy, Dr. Mallory. I am Mr. Phineas Crowe’s personal assistant.’ She said calmly. Sean paused a moment as his mind was suddenly jerked into gear by the lady on the phone’s last statement. ‘Phineas Crowe?’, Sean asked. ‘As in, the billionaire playboy,…that.