She handled our suit and we got our money back, without going to court. By that time, I was completely infatuated with her. Every time a payment was a... day late or a delivery we ordered was delayed, I would try to convince my father that we needed the services of a lawyer again."Damn it, Jason!" he finally erupted one afternoon as we were laying blocks for a huge house in the Poconos. "Why don't you just ask her out on a date? It would save me a shit-load of money, and allow me to keep on good. As for this little Asian slut..." Hayden said, pausing for effect, as he traced the tip of the cane down her back to her ass, "You will be called fuck toy or bitch. You've lost the right to be called slut or whore, let alone any other name, for openly disobeying me."Looking into the eyes of each of the chained women, he took his time, letting the others feel the full effect of his anger."And don't think I haven't heard the rest of you talking to her as well, but you had the sense not to do it. We needed a little levity at that moment.“I meant, did I mean what I said about what, Sir?” I asked my little brothers to clarify their question.“In there, you said you would do whatever we tell you without getting mad at us,” Buddy and Lewis both seemed to want me to confirm that I wasn’t lying.“Yes, Sir, you can tell me what to do as long as Mom thinks you should be able to do it,” I said reluctantly. I wasn’t sure that my brothers had the best judgment, and they were definitely silly and. I bet after all that cheering your breasts need a little attention. How about it, Sandy? Would you like me to massage your breasts?”“Wouldn’t that be wrong? I mean you’re my boyfriend’s dad. Wouldn’t Edward be mad that you’re playing with my boobs?”“I’m not playing with them. I’m giving you a massage. You’ve been jumping up and down all day. I know you’re on the bigger side, they’ve got to hurt you. Why don’t we go into the house? I’ll get some massage oil and give you a wonderful breast.