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More than just a break... Deximo just couldn't resist that body of Randi's...

"Alright... Maybe it's time for a little break in the photoshoot. I'll get some glasses and be right up," Deximo murmured to Randi as his hand swept around her tiny waist.

"Wow... Something just poked me in the ass... was that you, Mr. Photographer?"

"Nothing in my pockets..."

"Nothing up my sleeves... well... if you slip your big hands deeper inside them you might find something..."

Deximo has been propositioned by his models before, but not quite as ruthlessly as Randi. But there's something about Moon Island Rum that makes people do all kinds of things... even before they've slammed one back...

"Well, I was hoping to get some more shots of..."

"I'm gonna give you a great shot."

"What do you mean?"

"Big and dumb. Just the way I like'm."

"Hey..."

"Here take this bottle. Get two glasses and meet me up in the little balcony behind the bedroom..."

"You mean you wouldn't wanna get me drunk and fuck me all night?"

"I didn't say that..."

"Well, I kinda wanna get drunk..."

Sure enough. A case of Moon Island Rum.

"Don't pretend you didn't know what he was bringing, Mr. Dexino."

"Deximo. And no, I didn't."

"Oh, so it wasn't your plan to get us cocked out of our minds so you could maybe get your big paws all over one of us?"

"Of course, not!"

"Aw... too bad then..."

When Deximo realized that he'd pretty much lost Genna for the rest of the night, he was more than a little annoyed.

"What the fuck was that all about? She doesn't even know that guy," Deximo growled.

"Genna has a thing for ponytails and huge cocks. She can't help herself," Randi giggled. "By the way, did you see what he dropped off?"

"Booze. So what?"

"Not just booze. Contraband. Moon Island Rum. This shit's expensive."

"No way. Really?"

"Uh huh. Come look..."

"Then maybe you can get in with me?"

Leo would not be seen for the rest of the evening.

"Well, if she's not waiting for you down the path, can you do me one more favor?"

"I guess so."

"I wanna get in the tub now. But I need a little help with these pajamas..."

"What kind of help?"

"Help me take them off..."

"It's not plugged in," Leo sighs a little, while Genna begins to play with his ponytail seductively.

"Oh, that's all? You must think I'm a silly little girl," Genna pouts playfully.

"Not at all, not at all."

"Um... do you have a girlfriend, Mestre Leo?"

"I do... so I should probably be..."

"She must be a lucky girl. Is she home waiting for you?"

"No, she's... working tonight..."