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Uvo went back to his bedroom. He didn't flick on the lights since Kalei was there asleep on his bed wrapped in his silk sheets. The moonlight from the open window was enough light for him to be able to see how the sheets laid against her slender yet curvy body.
Uvo sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over to kiss her lips. She was absolutely gorgeous to him. He had never met anyone that was so like him before. Many of the other girls he gave a few nights to always turned out to be nothing like how they appeared. He hated those fake girls. Kalei didn't put up any kind of airs. She wasn't afraid to be just as sinful as he was. It was exciting to find out what Kalei was brave enough to do. Uvo leaned over to kiss her again. He stood up after kissing her lips and looked at the stained clothes laid on a chair. He'd never bought girls anything before since they never lasted longer than a night or two. From his pocket he pulled out his cell phone and dialed the tailor he knew his cousins got their clothes from. He whispered his order for a coctail dress. His hands knew the exact size of Kalei's body so he gave th emeasurements to the tailor in hand measurement. "Have it ready by tomorrow morning so I can give it to her when she wakes up." ~~~~ Uvo took the dress from the package brought to him in the morning. He went over to Kalei's still sleeping form, and laid the dress over her body. He headed to eat breakfast and wait for her to wake. |
The sun rose and soon brought in enough light to waken Kalei. She stretched and turned, allowing the silk sheets to slide off of her sleek form. It was a little heavy over her. Looking at the extra material, she sat up suddenly at the sight of the cocktail dress. A broad smile moved across her face. It was beautiful! And clearly hers. She got out of bed, unashamed of revealing everything she had to anyone who may be looking. Stretching out the dress on the rumpled sheets, she admired it and giggled.
Uvo had good taste! Kalei glanced around finally to find herself alone in the bedroom. Moving to the bathroom, she took a shower and prepared herself for the day. She was without makeup now. Looking childish without her ruby red lips and smoky eyes, she figured he could suffer a bit. She couldn't imagine him breaking up with her just because of that. If he did, she could easily transform back into her usual sexy self later. Slipping on the dress, she felt over herself and posed in the mirror. Leaving her hair tousled, Kalei left the room to find her boy. |
Uvo sat in the kitchen as he drank his orange juice and read over the morning paper. He didn't notice Kalei until one of the workers cleared his throat at her presence. They couldn't believe the girl tripping around with him last night was the same girl who looked so innocent before them.
Uvo turned his head to look at who he was gesturing too. He nearly confused her for Melantha before noticing the coctail dress she wore. His eyes carried over her bare face. She was beautiful without make up. Good! Some girls were complete dogs without it. He smirked and moved away from the table some to give his lap a pat for her to sit on it. "Miss how old are you? If I hadn't seen you without clothes I'd think you were underaged. You're absolutely adorable without hooker red on your lips." |
Kalei threw her arms around his neck once she sat upon his lap. She giggled at him and presented a kiss on his lips. "Why sir, I'm twenty-two. If you'd like, you can take a look at my driver's license." She had been rather proud on her birthday. The first thing she did - before hitting the clubs legally for the first time - was discard every single fake identification card she owned.
"Hmmm, well, if it pleases you, I can lighten up how much color I put on." She laughed. I promise I won't go dark and deadly like Melantha does." Her fingers toyed with the ends of his hair, curling them with her index finger. She was excited to find out what they would do today. |
Uvo smirked as his hands felt along her sides and back. "You don't have to change a thing about yourself." He thought it would be fine to let her know how interested he was. "You're exciting and fun just the way you are."
Uvo motioned for the cook to bring Kalei something to eat. While it was prepared he thought about what they could do. "I have a few meetings to go to today, but you're more than welcome to stay around the house and do whatever you want. When I come home around 4 we can do whatever you want." |
Kalei smiled, listening to his words. Often, she had been far too much for the boys. They had a limit to how much partying they could do, how much they could drink, and how much promiscuity they could handle. But Uvo had an unlimited toleration! Nice! She gave him a few kisses over his cheek and ear.
"Aw...you're gone so long," she said as her hand felt over his cheek, down his neck, and rested upon his chest. "I hope I can find something to do without you..." In her mind, she began preparing a really wild night for them. It would start off a little romantic and then go sexy - or as Melantha called it - skanky. |
Uvo smirked at the feel of Kalei's hands and lips over him. It was so hard to even think about pulling himself away from her to go to work. He didn't want to leave her side. He wanted to pour them drinks and start another round of excitement with her.
"Maybe if you can persuade me to stay, I can see if my brother wll be able to handle everything at the office by himself." He let his sentence stop there hoping she would take the hint that he really wanted to stay by her side. |
Kalei's hands trailed over Uvo's collar. Her legs had tightened about his waist. "I wonder what would persuade you from shirking your duties. You're so important...What would they do without you?" Her lips met his before he could respond.
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Uvo wrapped his arms around Kalei's waist, completely convinced he would be staying the day with her instead of going to the office. She had a lot of power to convince in just a single kiss.
He was forced to pull away when his cell phone started ringing the tone signifying his brother wanted him. Uvo's hand pulled his phone out and answered. "Hello? Oh Vidiero. I don't feel well today, I'm not going to be going to the office today. You'll make excuses for me right?" He hung the phone up as Vidiero's voice started yelling at him. |
Florian was high in the lemon tree, plucking ripe fruit. He dropped each one down to his brother, Florent, who caught them and dropped them gently into the large wooden basket. It was almost full to the brim, which was the signal to relax and switch places. The twin in the tree felt his bottom was numb. He fussed some, trying to hurry so he could descend.
"This sucks..." "We need to figure out a way out of here." The brothers were silent. They had gone over this conversation plenty of times. Neither could figure out what to do. |
Limao and Cal walked through the rows of Lemon trees supervising the watering and maintenance of the precious plants. The farthest row they had designated to their two captives. There were the only a few workers picking lemons for the drinks. After all Limao and Cal couldn't let too many of their precious liquids be harvested because it would limit the value of their liquor.
The heirarchy ran with Pessgo, Careja, and Morango's being at top. Vidiero and Uvo next. Limao and Cal third. Finally, their promiscuous cousins Jado and Laranja were dead last. The orange drinks were abundant all over the world. The twins took a small golf cart like car to where the two captives were picking lemons for them. Limao and Cal placed a hand over their eyes to shield the sun's glare as they stopped in front of the tree. "Let's see the day's harvest." |
Florent provided Limao and Cal a glare as he moved aside to reveal the basket full of shining lemons. Not caring what they would say, he sat down and leaned against their precious tree. Florian descended a branch and hopped down the remaining distance. Wiping his brow, he stayed standing. He did enough sitting all this time.
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Limao was the one who walked over to the basket full of lemons and began searching through them. He was making sure the twins had picked the right kinds or else they would have to have their food for the day taken away or some other kind of punishment.
"They look good enough." Cal nodded his head and motioned Florent to move off of their tree. "You act like this is hard work. Isn't it fun? " |
Florent made no move from his resting position. He was going to be as defiant as possible.
"Fun? Spending all day under the hot sun plucking and tossing them into this huge basket? Hell no. Just wait until I get a hold of the cops. They'll get you for international kidnapping!" Florian remained silent. |
Cal and limao listened to Florent's talk of telling on them to the cops. After a moment the two of them started laughing loudly.
Cal was the one who spoke out. "Are you kidding me? The cops? The Brazillian cops are on our side. They are very thankful to us for giving them a great sum of money to finance their pensions and new buildings." Limao joined his brother in with a laugh. "You're both stuck here for a very long time." |
"Is there a servant shortage or something?" Florent asked.
In unison, the twins questioned out loud, "Why us?!" Neither had been used to labor. Both of their hands were tired and tender. Joints were stiffening from the mindless repetition. And all of this was making them cranky. |
Cal shook his head. "We have plenty of servants, but not just anyone can touch our lemons."
Limao agreed with his twin. "YEA! So you two rich prissy boys are going to do the work for us." "Consider it an honor to work for us." Limao laughed as he walked over to Florent and tapped his chest with an index finger. "Don't be such a bad slave or you're going to get no food for the day." |
Both of the twins looked in the opposite direction, their arms crossed and lips at a strong pout. Now they were being bratty. As kids, whenever they had to do something they didn't want to, they would go silent and refuse to move. They had gone on hunger strikes before, leaving their parents fretting over their well being.
The Brazilian brothers just laughed. |
Cal thought the two were so entertaining. "You don't eat then, and you can get back to work."
Limao made a whipping sound as he picked up a radio to call one of the bodyguards. He gave the location for him to come to. "Bring the tazer! I think there's a few servants here who don't want to work." |
Florent's stoic expression flinched at the thought of being tasered.
"I hate you guys," Florian commented. He wasn't taking either seriously. These bratty boys had to learn that they couldn't just go and kidnap a couple of vacationers and put them to "hard labor." If he had to, he'd fight them! |
Cal sighed, the two were being ridiculous. "You're both rich brats, aren't you?" He reached into the ice chest and pulled out two of their liquor drinks. "Here, you can both have these to calm your nerves."
Limao's eyes widened. He wondered if Cal remembered what happened last time those two got liquor in their systems. |
"How is that any different from you guys?" Florian snapped.
The two looked at the bottle and considered it. They had already been stripped of a meal and a taser was possibly on its way. If they were going to have to take some torture from these barbarians... Florent popped up from his sitting position to grasp the neck of the bottle. He opened it and threw his head back to drink. Within moments, Florian was doing the same. With the Brazilian twins within an arm's reach, they could possibly have other targets once intoxicated. |
Cal and Limao watched as the twins downed their drinks.
"They can really put back some liquor, can't they?" Cal snickered to Limao behind his hand. "Must be from a line of alcoholics." Limao kept watching the twins. He wondered when they would turn to one another and start making out like they had last time. It was certainly a spectacle to see, and was hard to turn away from. |
Once the bottle was downed, the boys leaned against one another, letting the bottles fall to the grassy ground. With a sly grin Florian made the first move to take Cal into his grasps, leaving him victim of his hands and lips. After a few stumbles, Florent went after Limao.
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Cal writhed against Florian's lips and grasp. He tried to move out of his hold, but the pressure against his mouth was too hard. His mouth was able to move away when Florian paused to take a breath, hands still roaming over him. "Gross! You're sweaty!"
Limao was too stunned to have reacted in time to move when Florent went for him. He even remained still when his lips were covered with Florent's drunken kisses. His eyes remained open as his mind raced. A kiss, my first kiss. With an alcoholic........ Limao's brow furrowed at that thought. |
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