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shoulders drawing her against him. The urge to pull away was great, but she didn’t. The gesture to escape his embrace would only tip him off. Best to stay right here and pretend she was truly interested in him.
    Up ahead, in the darkness, a farmhouse appeared. The porch light shone across the yard giving Sky a good glimpse of the building. White paint curled off the walls in long strips, revealing an ugly dark gray beneath. Some shutters were missing, others were crooked. What once must have been a garden lining the front porch was now overgrown with weeds. Although the house appeared neglected, Sky saw the potential.
    A few slaps of white paint, some rosy pink on the shutters, pretty wildflowers in the garden and the place would be friendly. A buttery glow splashed from most of the windows and as Loverboy drove the pickup truck into the yard, Sky spied a shadowy figure watching from a second floor window. It quickly vanished.
    Two brunettes lounged on a couple of porch wicker chairs and when they spotted the truck, they raced down the stairs toward them. The women were young and very pretty and a niggle of low self-esteem slipped over Sky. They were gorgeous compared to her. They were thin with seductive curves and well toned. Model material. Slave material.
    They wore very short shorts and halter tops that left nothing to her imagination. With those gorgeous creatures around him, no wonder Loverboy had refused to fuck her. The smile of appreciation on his face proved Sky’s point. She was surprised when annoyance skittered through her the instant the two women latched onto him as he stepped out of the truck. They wasted no time running their palms over his biceps and shoulders and by the smile on his face, Loverboy was enjoying their attention.
    How cozy . They are just like clinging vines .
    Her cop brain shifted into gear. Who were these two young women? They were barely out of their teens and willing to become sex slaves. Why were they so happy to see him? And why couldn’t they seem to keep their hands off him?
    “We’re glad you’re back.” The pretty brunette with a heart shaped face said.
    “Hi Carmella. Hi Loren. You gals been practicing your lessons while I was away?”
    “We have.” The brunette said. “Loren was showing the new guy some of what she’s learned so far with her tongue.” Sky didn’t miss the enthusiasm in both their eyes or the reddish glow to their cheeks as they spoke of the newcomer. He had to be her backup from Sex Squad Headquarters and this Carmella chick looked exactly like her photo in the Loverboy file. She had sparkling green eyes and a mole above her upper right lip.
    “Did you bring the presents?” Carmella asked.
    “In the back of the truck.”
    The two women squealed and giggled as Loverboy led them to the back and lifted a large paper bag over the tailgate.
    From the bag, he withdrew two long white boxes.
    Long stemmed roses? Maybe. But she wouldn’t bet on it.
    Sky climbed out of the truck and joined the happy trio and Carmella acknowledged Sky by giving her a quick visual once over. Without saying hello, she returned her attention to Loverboy.
    “I see you’ve found another student,” she said as she tucked her white box behind her back.
    Loverboy nodded. “Ladies, this is Sky. She’s going to try out some lessons and see if she’s interested.”
    “She’s not sure she wants to be a sex slave?” Carmella asked.
    “She’s pretty sure. It’s just she’s a virgin.” Loverboy said quickly.
    Sky didn’t miss the pissed off expression Carmella threw at him.
    “I see,” she said coldly.
    “Lessons start in an hour. Spread the word.” Loverboy stated firmly.
    Carmella stared at him for a long moment and Sky could see irritation flaring in her eyes, but she said nothing. Obviously, there was some discord between the two partners.
    The two women brushed past Sky and she noticed the diagrams on one of the white boxes they each held. Loverboy had just given