Becky chooses the torch. [END]

Becky picked up the torch and didn't look back. From what she saw, Roger had it all and just let her come so he could rub it in her face. She had nothing! She literally didn't even have the clothes on her back. Holding back tears, she walked the long road back to the mansion. When she made it back, she found her belongings already packed up in front of her room. Clearly she wasn't welcome anymore either. She took the hint and dressed, loaded up the car and drove off. She never heard from Roger again, but she was fine with that. She could have her own adventures.

Becky used the money they had been saving for a house to travel the world. Conventional tourist trips didn't satiate her need for excitement though. She had a craving to feel like she felt on the Carmine Estate, the wild, 'anything can happen' feel. She started documenting her trips, getting more enjoyment out of flashing her body in foreign locales than the normal humdrum touristy pictures. Her exhibitionism led to more sexual recordings. She would be open for any type of adult interlude. She had one night stands, lesbian encounters, three ways, orgies, all in different parts of the world. Churches, national parks, open ocean or public monuments. With her diverse travel and partners, her videos became very popular and allowed her to do even more travel, enjoying the world and the people in it.

Even with all the adoration and all the new and exciting experiences, Becky would find herself laying in bed in a hotel, sometimes with a stranger laying next to her, and she would wonder what Roger was doing, if he missed her or even remembered her.

THE END