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He woke to "Imu." "Oatmeal." They ate. They went out in the surf again. He endured her body hanging on him and rubbing against him mercilessly underwater, even the feeling of her stomach and ass in his hands as they played in the waves. She was wearing a white bikini cut even more daringly. The top barely covered her nipples and the bottom left nearly half of her ass was exposed. If this kept up he'd go insane. By midday they were back on the patio, he made mint juleps and the bourbon hit Lizzie hard. She'd barely finished her second one when, without a word, she tugged her white bikini bottom down all the way to her knees.

It's muggy anyway. He tosses me a set of keys. I run my fingers over the familiar ridges and grin. I blow him a kiss. "Just the car I wanted to drive," I sigh happily, tossing him the cloth. "Catch you in the morning," I call to him over my shoulder as I head for the exit. And there she is, my Bugatti La Voiture Noire. This beautiful car rides like butter and is slick as hell. The best time to drive it is at the dead of night. I need a good getaway car without all the attention.

He saw her skin had prickles, and even from a distance, they seemed too clear and prominent in circle shapes. Mavie slowly stepped into the tub, following her Master's orders. The jacuzzi looked so fancy in her eyes. She had seen one in Mister Dinero's house, but she had never gotten into one to bathe in it. Or even to give someone a bathe in it. Her fear was forgotten for a moment when she felt the soothing warmth of the water as she stepped into it.