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of it, pondering the meaning of life.
     
    “Thank you for coming, Daddy.”
     
    My father spun around with a great big smile. “I'm so proud of you, Kayla.”
     
    “Nice to see you, Mr. Spencer,” Lily said, sidling up next to me.
     
    “Always a pleasure, Lily,” my father replied. Lily blushed and I couldn't help but giggle. Lily always had a crush on my dad even though he was thirty years older than her. Lily always had a thing for older men.
     
    “What do you think?” I asked my father, turning him back to my painting.
     
    “Never thought you could paint something...so grotesque.”
     
    I gave my father a playful shove. “It's not grotesque, Daddy.”
     
    “Well whatever it is, it's absolutely amazing.” My father's approval meant the world to me.”I remember when you were a little girl...”
     
    “Not this story again, Daddy.” I interrupted. He loved to embarrass me every chance he got.
     
    Lily nudged me. “I haven't heard this one before, Kayla. Go on, Mr. Spencer.”
     
    My father's eyes lit up. Nothing could stop him now. “When Kayla was little—maybe five or six—she came into the kitchen with paint all over her fingers. I went out to the living room to discover every white wall covered with her hand prints. She even managed to reach the expensive paintings.”
     
    “Daddy was so pissed at me,” I added.
     
    “But if you remember, I kept it that way for a year. You gave the room some color it desperately needed. I knew you were going to be an artist since that moment.”
     
    “So why did you try so hard to get me to work for your company?”
     
    “I knew it was hopeless but I had to try. Somebody has to take over when I'm gone. I'm just glad you found something you love to do.” My father bent over and kissed me on the forehead. “I was willing to buy your painting but it looks like someone already beat me to it.”
     
    I glanced at the price tag below the painting and there was a little red sticker next to it. “Holy shit! Somebody bought this for twenty grand?”
     
    Lily shoved me out of the way to get a look for herself. “Your crazy idea worked! Drinks are definitely on you tonight.”
     
    I couldn't believe someone thought I was good enough to spend twenty grand on. Maybe my art wasn't so bad?
     
    Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a phantom floating through the gallery. But it wasn't a phantom.
     
    Rebel had come.
     
    My heart began to race and the gallery suddenly became a thousand degrees hotter. My father would explode if he knew Rebel was here to see me. I brushed up against Lily and whispered, “Rebel is here.” She looked around and I nudged her with my elbow. “Distract my father for awhile.”
     
    Lily instantly knew what to do. “Mr. Spencer would you mind accompanying me around to look at the art.”
     
    My father put his arm out. “It would be my pleasure.” He was such a gentleman. Lily winked at me as they both walked away.
     
    I turned my attention to the crowd of wine drinkers but I couldn't find Rebel. A tattooed biker should have been easy to spot among the rich elite. Where had he gone? This could end up in disaster if I didn't find him soon.

Rebel

Kayla meant the world to me. I was devastated when she told me that we were broken up. It was like that incredible sex meant nothing to her. How could she be so cold towards me when we had been through so much together? How could she do this to me when I sacrificed everything for her?
     
    My instincts told me to forget all about her. There was plenty of other pussy out there to keep my cock warm.
     
    My MC did their best to keep me distracted, throwing me party after party. I was shit-faced for almost entire week straight. But I couldn't get the image of Kayla's beautiful blue eyes out of my head. Even when a pair of giant tits were right in front of me, begging to be licked and sucked, all I could do was decline and go to my room to jerk off, dreaming of Kayla's soft lips wrapped