"Ahh, fuck...goddamn, baby..." Jon and Richie lay side by side, their respective ladies riding them into oblivion. The men moaned in harmony with each other, female whimpers and cries blending in effortlessly.

"Oh god, Richie!" Roxy cried out, Richie's hands kneading her breasts.

"Fuck me, Jonny!" Misty moaned loudly.

"Daddy!" At the tiny voice, Richie grabbed the nearest sheet and tossed it over him and Roxy. Tico, who had been deep inside Lisa's throat, swore and disappeared down into the pool with her.

"You disgusting piece of fuck!" Dot screamed from the doorway, struggling to contain their daughter from racing out to the pool area. She turned and slammed the door closed, shattering a pane of glass with the force.

"Shit! Dot, what the fuck are you doing here!?"

"Oh, dude," Richie groaned, "you're so fucked!"

Jon glared at his best friend and smacked Misty's ass "Get off, darlin'," he said and scrambled for a towel. He wiped himself down and wrapped it around his waist and rushed to the back door.

"Dot, I'll ask again! What the fuck are you doing here?" he yelled as he tiptoed over the broken glass and into the kitchen. "Hey, Stephie-baby...how's my princess?" he knelt down and opened his arms to his daughter.

Dorothea, however, blocked Steph with her arm and held her back. "Did you forget today was YOUR day to take the kids?!"

Jon glared at Dot and snarled, "You said you'd get back to me about the date if I remember correctly. You never did!" His voice rose angrily as he spoke, making Jesse start to cry.

"Who was the slut leaving with ole Davey-boy? Can't wait to tell April about that," she smirked, bouncing Jesse in his blankie. "How pitiful. Didn't you little boys learn to keep your dicks put away?"

"Let me have him," Jon said and reached for his son only to have Dot turn away from him.

Dorothea simpered. "I don't think so. You've obviously got higher priorities. God knows where those hands have been. You're a disgusting creature, Jon Bongiovi."

"Daddy!" Stephanie cried and reached for Jon from behind her mother.

"Shhh, princess," Jon knelt down again, eye level with her, "It's okay baby, mommy and daddy are a little angry with each other. Please don't cry, sweetheart."

"Why don't we give Daddy some time to sort himself out? Say...forever. You'll be hearing from my lawyers, Jon." Dot grabbed Steph's hand and stormed from the kitchen, the little girl screaming and crying for her Daddy

"Don't you dare!" Jon yelled and picked up the first thing he found, hurling it into the wall. He watched the heavy vase leave a hole in the wall. "You WON'T take my kids from me, bitch! Understand me!"

The front door was still wide open and he fell against the doorway, watching as Dot jumped in the car and squealed out of the driveway. Her voice echoed in his head. "Can't wait to tell April about this."

"Lema..." Jon ran back through the foyer and living room, his towel flying off his body and snatched up his phone as Richie and Tico came through the backdoor. He quickly dialed David's number and was met with his voicemail. "Shit...Lema, pick up!" He hung up and tried again. Voicemail.

"What's going on, Jonny," Tico asked, seeing the wild look in his brother's eyes.

Jon shook violently as he listened to David's cheery greeting. "Lema, Dot was just here. She fucking took my goddamn kids! She's gonna try and call April. I know it! Whatever you do, don't bring Sadie to your home!"

"Jesus, Jon," Richie breathed, "Always knew she was trouble...."

"Shut the fuck up, Rich," Jon snapped back, "Just leave me alone for chrissake!" He paced the living room, snatching up the towel as he tried David's phone yet again.

Sadie picked up. "Hello?"

"Where's David?" Jon barked.

"Hi, Jon. He's in the shower. Why?"

"Get your ass outta there. NOW! Otherwise, he's gonna lose his kids...just as...FUCK!" he collapsed with a howl of pain onto the couch.

There was a pause. "Dave...it's Jon. He said I need to leave."

David's voice came on the line. "Hey, Jonny, why did you tell Sadie to leave? We were just about to...discuss some business."

"Dot!" Jon groaned, "She was here-."

"Yeah, I know," he replied, "She was at the door when we left. Haha...you gonna join me, baby?"

"Shut the fuck up and listen! She's gonna call April!" Jon yelled, "She's calling her lawyers and calling April, man. I'm gonna lose my kids, man."

"Dude, call your lawyer. You pay them out the ass for a reason and neither of us are doing anything wrong," David explained. "And far as Sadie, I'll make sure April--"

"You let her into the house," he said, "Stephie...she was crying. I can't lose my kids!" Tico tapped Richie on the arm and motioned to Richie to follow him outside.

"Fuck, man, that's heavy!" Richie exclaimed as soon as they were clear of the house. "Dot always was a bitch but that's lower than low."

Tico gestured towards Roxy. "You need to let her know. April and Dot are not two bitches you wanna get caught in the middle of. I'll get the other two out of here. Buy Roxy's silence if you need too."

"Gotcha," Richie nodded and left Tico to deal with Misty and Lisa.

"Is everything okay, Richie?" Roxy asked as he flopped down beside her with a heavy sigh.

"Shit hit the fan, darlin'," Richie started, pulling her against him and covering them with the sheet. "Dot is gonna try and take Jon's kids away. She walked out and saw all of us. Threatening to call April too." He peeked up to see Tico leading Misty and Lisa to the back gate, handing them each what he presumed was hush money. "Both divorces and custody cases have been nasty and bitter."

"Oh no!" Roxy groaned, "I'm sorry, Richie. Should...should I go and apologize to him at all?"

Richie shook his head. "Let him cool off. He's talking with Lema. Just...just in case you get asked about anything that happened here. You never saw any alcohol, drugs, orgies. Nothing." Following Tico's example, he reached over to the side table and picked up his wallet, rifling through it and pulling out a small bundle of cash.

"This is all I have on me," Richie said and held it out to Roxy, "but I can arrange for more if you want it."

"No! Please don't do that," Roxy pushed his hand away, "I won't say a word. I won't be bought off, Rich. Papi will vouch for me and my silence. We need to tell Sadie. Papi trusts her too."

"She's not here."

"What?! Where is she? Does she have her insulin?!"

"I don't know where they are," Richie shrugged, "but I'm assuming at his place. It's not far from here. Shall I go check for her bag? Jesus...if Heather gets wind of this too, I'm dead meat." He scrubbed his hand over his face, missing the way Roxy pursed her lips and frowned.

Tico finally returned and bagged up any of the drugs laying out. Alcohol was quickly placed back in the cabana fridge and the three of them left the pool. Jon sat slumped forward on the couch, fingers clutching at his hair.

Richie sent Roxy upstairs to shower and dress while he and Tico dressed and joined Jon. "What'd Lema say?" Richie asked, rubbing his friend's back.

"He's calling his lawyers before she does," Jon said dejectedly, "Not sure what he's doing with Sadie. Don't really care, either."

"I'm sorry, Jon," Tico said, "I didn't think that Dot would be back here. I'll go collect Sadie and get her and Roxy out of your hair."

"Why? The girls haven't done anything wrong," Richie protested, "Why punish them?"

"Jon?" Tico asked, "Your call, man."

Jon, Tico, Richie, and Roxy pulled up to David's home. "Fucker won't pick up, I'll show him what the fuck happens when you ignore the boss," Jon growled and they all climbed out. He punched at the doorbell as Roxy stared up in awe at the modest structure.

The knob barely turned and Jon pushed it in, busting into the home to see Sadie come around the corner in a lace nightie and silk robe. "Rox," she said with a smile, rushing up to hug her bestie.

"The fuck you two playing at??" Jon demanded of David, clad only in a pair of navy blue sweats.

"Offered her a quiet place for the night," David replied with a shrug, closing the door behind the uninvited company. "We had quite a bit to discuss and wished to do it in private."

"You didn't think to mention that his wife was at the door?" Tico clarified. "Could've saved a whole heap of drama, Lema." He strolled past David and move further into the house, noticing that Sadie avoided eye contact with him.

"Ex-wife," David rolled his eyes. "Did you come here just to chew my ass out?"

"First you let my ex-wife and my daughter into the house knowing we're having an orgy party, then you take the high ground and take one of the girls away!?" Jon fronted up to David.

David raised his hands up. "Take one of the girls away?? She needed to get out of that place for a night! One night of not being a play toy! I was just lending a helping hand! You're talking like you own her!"

"They were given to us for a week of...of...whatever," Jon stuttered, "So we're having a fucking week of...whatever! We've paid for them," Roxy let out a small hey, "excuse me, rewarded them with their outstanding debts. They owe us."

"Correction," Sadie spoke up, "Papi paid us. David and Richie have paid me. Obie paid me. You haven't done shit except for whine." She turned to Tico with a smile, "Papi, do you remember the clause in our contract stating that, if we feel threatened, we can request a client be denied?"

"She's right, Jon," Tico grudgingly agreed.

"I request my sole sexual client is David. Papi, of course, I'll always spoil you," Sadie finished with a big smile.

"This is bullshit!" Jon exclaimed and took a step toward Sadie. "Are you forgetting who is the boss of these lunatics?"

"Richie?" Roxy whispered, "Is there somewhere we can take Jon where he'll feel comfortable? He needs to decompress."

He nodded and quickly barked, "Jonny! Back off the girl!"

Jon whipped around to face Richie, staring him down, but Richie didn't back off. He held Jon's angry stare until he visibly saw him falter. That was his cue, "Jonny, apologize to Sadie then get your ass into the car."

Richie turned to Roxy, "Go wait in the car, darlin'."

Roxy's eyes flicked between the two and nodded, closing the door behind her. Once she was out of earshot, David snarled at Jon, "Did you not hear him? Apologize to Sadie and get the fuck out!"

"Not helping, Lema," Tico growled. Sadie hid behind David, peeking around his shoulder.

"Why should I?" Jon huffed.

"Because," Richie said, moving between Jon and the others, blocking his line of sight, "I'm not asking you. I'm telling you. Do as I say," he dropped his voice and took a step closer to Jon, "and I will make you forget all your worries...for a few hours, at least."

Jon looked up at Richie and saw all the dark, unspoken promises. He licked his bottom lip and dropped his gaze momentarily. He knew he'd handled the situation badly and had lashed out to Sadie in anger over Dot. He swallowed and flicked his eyes to the woman hiding from him behind his friend.

"Sadie," Jon started gruffly, "I apologize. I took my anger out on you. It was uncalled for." He met Richie's approving gaze and felt the sting of tears behind his eyes, one tracking down his cheek.

Sadie only nodded her head before David escorted her from the room, leaving Tico with Jon and Richie. Tico taking his leave after receiving a business phone call. He excused himself and left not long after.

"Does he always sound rehearsed like that?" She asked as David led her into his personal playroom, complete with stripper pole, bondage equipment, and a crushed velvet loveseat.

"Sometimes," he replied, turning on a lamp and wrapped his arms around her. "You're lucky he said anything."

She tilted her head up to gaze into his eyes. "Am I really gonna cause issues with your ex-wife?"

"She might throw a fit but our divorce and custody was finalized," David reassured her and sat on the loveseat, Sadie curling up next to him. She tossed her legs across the lap and moaned as his fingertips tracing along the delicate curves.

He held her close and captured her lips with his, tongue sneaking into her mouth to find its mate. Sadie's hands combed through his curls and she smiled into the kiss.

"You've got a beautiful smile," he commented. "You know what? We've kept you cloistered for the last couple days. Why don't I take you out for a change?"

Sadie giggled and climbed into his lap, arms resting around his neck. "Mr. Bryan, are you asking me on a date?"

"I am. What do you like to do outside of work and studying?"

She thought it over for a minute. "Well...I'm a huge movie and comedy buff. Roxy and I go bowling for a little friendly competition when we can."

"Why don't we go easy, babydoll, and see a movie?" he offered and wagged his eyebrows.

"Ice cream after," she replied playfully.

"You're on. Come on. I'll show you where the Master Suite is...and the shower."