Purposes.? ?It's not that bad, is it? Why don't you let Karie do those sort of things to you?? ?It's not that I don't trust her, or don'...t like the idea of those things being done to me. It's just...we feel like sisters. It'd feel wrong, somehow.? ?But...if it wasn't for that, you'd let her?? ?Ideally, it'd be a handsome and intelligent male doing it to me, but if it came down to it, I'd probably allow her to, yes.? ?Oh. Umm.? ?Yes?? ?I don't know. “Well, if you’ll excuse me, I have an early start tomorrow. My people will be in touch, and we’ll have payment sorted soon enough.” He nodded a farewell to both me and Senator Moore, then left toward our VIP entrance.“I think that went rather well,” Moore commented. He raised his glass to me, and I smiled politely. “It still amazes me how accomplished you are, Miss Rochester. I was prepared to step in had the need arisen. But…” He spread his arms in illustration. “Expertly executed.”“Thank you. He was utterly surprised by the level of skill she possessed. After putting Josh in his place a few times, she got serious. He saw the competitiveness slowly form, the focus in her eyes. She was killing the other team. The more he watched and played with her, the more that tugging feeling in his gut grew. They played for about an hour, before the other team cried out in defeat to a final score of 6-3. He watched as she collapsed with the other guys into the sand, sweat trickling down her neck,. I yelled in surprise, rolling onto my back I reached out into the dark. Those same strong pair hands grabbed mine and forced them upward. “Don’t fucking scream” a deep voice said, “I wouldn’t want to scar up that pretty face” it said. How in the hell can you see my face, is what I wanted to scream before a hand went up my sweater, and fondled one of my breasts. I opened my mouth to scream before a wet mouth was forced upon mine. I struggled against the man, my screams muffled by his mouth. His.