I hadn't saw that dumb, stupid, little bitch all day, nor did I want to see her really. Joe probably had her locked away in his room, sucking his dick or something. I could care less, I just knew that I didn't want to be responsible for her. She was too much of a smart ass for me to even bother with. I didn't know why Joe wanted her. She looked like a trouble maker to me, and obviously she didn't want to be here. Sure, we had taken girls against their will into the house before, but not many. Most of the girls inside were here because they wanted to be here; despite what outsiders thought.

Walking into the kitchen for a midnight snack I saw Traci. She was a girl who had been in the mansion for nearly a year. She came to us, so we had nothing to do with her. Actually, she had came on to Ace at first, pleading with him that we give her a home. She said she had been living on the streets for too long and would repay us. Her idea of repaying us was handing out sexual favors on a daily basis. She was the biggest slut I'd ever met in my life, but it wasn't like I objected to her or anything. Hell, I'd had sex with her over a dozen times, and had oral more times than I could count. She was someone who was good to pass time with.

"Looking for a midnight snack, Punk?" She asked, leaning against the counter as I grabbed a snack size bag of Doritos.

I nodded as I ripped the bag open and then tossed one of the cheesy chips into my mouth before crunching down on it. Traci was wearing her slutty little pajama set that Ace adored. It was black lace, and left nothing to the imagination, especially since it was skin tight, had silk under the lace, and was pretty much see through. She usually wore it on nights she would be pleasuring him, but I knew he was out working with Scott tonight, so she had other things on her mind.

"I think I found my snack," I said, holding up the chips.

She bit down on her bottom lip, shaking her head lightly. She was talking with her eyes, and her eyes were asking to be fucked. Licking over my lips I watched as she began walking towards me. She stopped in front of me, leaving only a couple of inches between us. Grabbing my hand, she brought it up to her mouth and then wrapped her lips around my finger and sucked it lightly, removing the cheese left over from the chips.

"I think there's some other snacks which are a lot better around here," She smirked, looking up at her, her tiny little arms snaking around my neck.

I looked down into her crystal eyes that looked as if you were staring right into the ocean. She was a gorgeous girl. Long flowing black hair, nice big perky tits, a body which any porn star would kill for. Though, she wasn't really anything that I looked for. I preferred a girl who could handle a conversation, and who could also handle me. Traci could handle me in the bedroom, but not any other time. Though, just because she couldn't handle me didn't mean I wasn't going to take advantage of this opportunity to possibly get laid, or at least get oral.

"What do you suggest?" I asked, dropping the bag of chips down on the counter, and then placing my hips on hers, wrinkling up the fabric in my hands.

"I think you should have me for a snack," She said, leaning up to kiss my lips.

I could taste several different things on her lips, though I forced myself to push past it and picture she was some other woman. I didn't want to fuck someone that all the guys had; but most girls who had been fucked by one of us, had been fucked by all of us. It wasn't like we had any of our own girls. We each swapped them around like the cheap whores that they were.

The kissing grew more heated and soon I got sick of allowing the young girl taking charge. I pulled her closer and then slammed her against the wall, my frame towering over hers. Our tongues worked together in a war as I quickly removed her tiny, silk top from her body and discarded it across the kitchen, not giving a fuck where it possibly landed.

She moaned as my hands ran across her bare stomach. I felt her belly ring in between my fingers and tugged it lightly as I bit down on her bottom lip. Her small hands moved down and she gripped onto my growing erection through the fabric of my jeans. I groaned as I shoved her against the wall even harder as my hands moved down and quickly went into the shorts of her outfit, and found her warmth, quickly pushing a finger inside of her.

She screamed when I added another finger and applied pressure to her clit. Though, the pleasure I was giving her couldn't proceed to go further since I heard some foot steps. I turned around expecting to see Joe or Cabana, however I was in for a surprise when I saw Skylar standing there, looking like a deer caught in headlights.

"What the fuck are you doing out of your room, Slut?" I hissed, still not removing my hand from Traci's panties.

"I, uhm, I. . ." She trailed off, and then walked straight out of the room.

I could have stayed around and played with Traci, but I decided against it. I removed my hand and then told her we'd continue our game later as I went in search for Skylar. I didn't know what the fuck she was doing out of her room. Surely, she didn't gain Joe's trust after one fucking day.

I found her inside her room, sitting on the edge of the bed. She looked rather sad, though I could give a fuck less if she was sad or not. I was more concerned on how the fuck she got out of the room.

"How did you get out of here?" I snapped.

"I used my legs and did this thing called walking," She replied sarcastically.

I was going to fucking kill this bitch. Her mouth was going to get her in some serious fucking trouble if she didn't watch what the fuck she was saying. She was messing with the wrong person. She didn't know what I was capable of. I was heartless when it came to people like her. She was just another face in the crowd to me, and having her blood on my hands was not something that would haunt my conscious.

"Why the fuck wasn't your door locked?" I basically growled, looking down at her.

"I don't fucking know!" She hissed, "I'm not the fucking boss around here. Why don't you go ask hulk?"

I glared at her, really not liking the way she got an attitude with me. She needed to understand that Joe wasn't the only fucking boss around here. I was just as powerful as him. She also needed to know that he wasn't always going to run in here and play hero. She was going to be alone with me, and she needed to know how to act if she wanted to stay alive.

"I'll give you one more warning," I popped my knuckles, "Watch your mouth from now on."

She just looked up at me and I knew she was dying to say something smart. I was actually hoping she would so I could prove a point to her, though her lips never parted to say anything. I stayed there for five minutes in silence before I walked over to the door. She had walked in and ruined my time with Traci, and I wanted to point that out.

"I'll be locking you inside so you don't walk in and ruin my fun anymore," I narrowed my eyes at her, "I hope you can sleep with all the screaming you'll be hearing." With that being said I walked out of the room, locking the door behind me.

I wanted to talk to Joe about this slut. I didn't give a shit what he thought, but she didn't need to be trusted right now. I could see it in her eyes that she was just itching to escape, and that wasn't fucking happening; not on my watch at least.