And Rikki’s knees jerked, her breaths escaping her in snorts. She stared up at me, frantic and wide eyed, and I laughed. Because I damn well knew th...e signs of when Rikki was close to coming. I paced around to her head, letting the dog do his thing, and I didn’t even have to fucking touch her. I just placed one boot on her face and pressed it so that she shook beneath me all the harder. “You deserve it, Rikki. Know why? Because you’re a filthy fucking bitch in heat.” And she came so hard she. We drove on for a while in silence. Then I put my hand on her knee and said, "Nicejob." "Thanks," she said. She grabbed my hand and slid it to her crotch. "I just hope you never plan to try that knee-to-the-balls routine onme," I added. She looked genuinely shocked. "Why would I do that? You paid for me.That piss ant didn't." Now I knew where we stood. I paid for her, so I got to do pretty much anythingI wanted. As for her begging for mercy the night before, it was all an act.I had told the. Beth said what do you mean it’s mine and Meg said it comes with the job! Meg called Carlo and told him to set up the homes for them. Meg walked over to the Toy building and she told Beth here is where the Toy is going to be made. Beth said, “can’t happen”.You’re going to need 4 extruder’s and 10 flat tables for the guts of them with power and compressed air. When you take me back I’ll show you a plant. Sounds good! Let me show you where the homes are going. She called Ellen and said let’s go!. If one were to stop and listen, one would hear the random shouts of drunks from the open windows of nearby taverns; the smothered grunts of foolish men who wander too close to the concealing shadows and lose more than just their gold on this unfortunate night; the sound of shutters closing for the night as people get down to bed; the practiced moans of prostitutes plying their trade; but the one sound that would over shadow all of these would draw one's feet down the road, this blend of music.