Yes.

"We're going to be fucked if you like it or not, baby," Sally told her lover in a gingerly voice. "You have to accept it."

Jenna knew that short of her quitting the high paying job as a hostess for the main restaurant she knew she could not avoid for the next few months of having her gems turn green and lurid men **** her. She admitted to herself that at least Frank was treating her with respect and courtesy that the other men on the island would definitely not give her.

Frank saw the anxiety of the redhead's beautiful face and handed her her wine glass before pouring more wine. "Drink up, Red. It'll relax you."

Jenna stared at him for a moment before looking at Sally, who nodded with a reassuring smile, and then drank the wine. She held her the glass, wanting it to be refilled, but Frank shook his head.

"I don't want you passed out or puking on my dick when you give me a blowjob, Red," Frank said, taking her glass from her. "Besides, I want you to enjoy the fucking I'm going to be giving you!"

Resigned to her fate, Jenna parted her thighs open for Frank -- if there was any fight left in the once fiery redhead it was extinguished by inevitability.

"Not yet, Red," he chuckled, shaking his head. "I want you to watch me fuck your girlfriend and then listen to her moan when I make her cum."