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wonder.’
    ‘My advice, Lara, is don’t even question it. You’re a golden girl, a Stanton golden girl, spoiled and pampered, beautiful and sexy. And the world is all spread out before you. You’re intelligent and fun, and have a solid family backing you up. Go out there, Lara, and grab the golden ring. It’s what all we Stantons do. Which reminds me, I must do something about the twins.’
    ‘You’re going back to them?’
    ‘Yes.’
    ‘Will you pick up where you left off? Have more sex with them?’ she asked rather more calmly than he might have hoped.
    ‘I’m not going to try to kid you, Lara. Yeah, they still turn me on.’
    She was surprised she was no longer upset about David and the erotic twins. She had always taken his advice, and it had rarely been wrong for her. Now she would go out and find love, and a sexual mate who would not reject her. She walked to the door and opened it. ‘Then you had better go, hadn’t you?’ As he passed in front of her she stood on tip-toes to kiss him on the cheek, and thanked him for the bracelet.
    ‘Be careful out there. If you ever want to talk, I’m always here for you, just as the others are.’ He squeezed her hand. He was in some sense leaving her, no matter what he was saying. She could not help the twinge of pain she felt in her heart.
    Lara turned back into her room. She lay down on the chaise and covered herself with a white cashmere coverlet trimmed with pink applique roses. She held her arm up, better to view her new bracelet. It dazzled in the afternoon light filtering through the white silk curtains. She adored it. Her mind kept returning to the sex scene in David’s room. The excitement took hold. What compulsions of lust were the three pursuing now? Her imagination took flight. And Myling … no woman had ever provoked such sexual feelings in her as the Chinese woman had when she offered to make Lara a part of their orgy. Oh, David, you should have allowed me the experience. David … the taste of him in her mouth, that exquisite yearning to have him deep down within her throat. She longed for him in that way, to feel him deep inside her and moving in and out as she had seen him with the twins.
    As she tried to fight her frustration and feelings of rejection and loneliness Lara felt herself slipping into some dark emotional void. It was pulling her down. An ugly desperate feeling. She hated it. She wanted to be up,way up. Was David right? Was what she really wanted a man, sex – not him? Now that idea took hold. Half a dozen young men who had pursued her filled her mind. She began to imagine sex with them. It became exciting. She could think of nothing but sex. Her need seemed overwhelming.
    Sam? Maybe David was right. She remembered his kisses. Not bad. What his hands had done. Nice enough. She hadn’t exactly laughed down his hard-ons, his anguished pleadings to ‘make it’ with her. But, then again, she hadn’t taken it all seriously either. To her it all seemed like kids’ stuff, experimentation. She had never thought of it as sex. Certainly not like the exciting sensations that had always stirred her with David. Or what she had seen that afternoon, or wanted right now.
    She made a vow to herself never again to feel rejection and loneliness. That perked her up. She couldn’t endure those mental twins any more than she could bear thinking about that human twosome Myling and Luan in the throes of sexual ecstasy. She dressed and fled to the tennis courts on the roof of the Fifth Avenue mansion.
    Lara joined her father, Henry Garfield Stanton, and her three brothers, Steven, Max, and John, and her father’s friend, Mr Chou Lee. The twins’ father was an old friend of theirs from the days when Henry Stanton was an air ace, a Flying Tiger, fighting the Japanese during the Second World War. Now he was one of the wealthiest industrialists in Hong Kong. Why didn’t he question where his daughters were? Lara felt a spurt of jealousy again. The