”Mr. Ball nodded, “OK. Do you know who provided the capital to Nathan Edwards?”‘Holy shit!’, I thought. Either it wasn’t Dante, or this wa... the biggest con in the history of the universe. I was damned sure it was the former, though at this point, nothing would have surprised me.“I have no idea,” I replied.We were missing something; something VERY big. Dante’s team either knew what it was, or had a strong suspicion. Whatever it was, it was very likely related to Lone Star, and I had a sudden. But Puppy was in full let down in my mouth, and I was sucking for all I was worth, and apparently it was pleasing puppy as her hands soon found her own pussy and was bringing herself off. I was not looking around, but I knew Mistress was still in the room, most likely in the chair that was in the corner of the room. I was not getting the sweet taste any longer as I sucked on Puppy's life giving breast, and I was just about to switch to the other one when I heard my Mistress say "drain the other. She was soaked and here we were, sitting in a bar drinking cocktails while I gently fingered her naked pussy. This night promised to be fun… I kept gently fiddling with her thighs and pussy lips as we finished a couple more drinks before heading outside. We jumped in a cab and got him to drop us off near one of the swingers clubs. We figured we would have a look and see if we chickened out or not. We rang the bell and waited for someone to answer, it was all feeling remarkably normal as we. Growing up, were you close?”“Oui. Tréy close.”“Example?”“Well ... you know how some folks, archeologists and such, extrapolate that girls mature sooner than boys?”“Go on.”“Trish was the one that taught Froggy and me how to ... um, you know.” Oops.Ms. Sloane tilted her head. Looking at me much like my mother and a certain aunt do from time to time. It’s a look that says ‘don’t dick around, tell me all.’ Or else.“Masturbate.” I sort of gushed it out, not a subject about which I now wished had.