.you know." "That I ate your pussy and you sucked my dick?" Jett asked crudely, looking mildly pissed. "Jesus, Jett, yes," Katy muttered. "What the ...uck ever, Katy," Jett said, getting up and pulling on his sweatpants, "I don't need this shit." "Oh, save it, Jett. How many girls have you kicked out of your bed," Katy said, rolling her eyes. He pointed at her. "Exactly! I kick them out. Never before have they kicked me out!" She snorted and rolled onto her pillow, snuggling in for sleep. . ”She looked worried and said, “Master, I have never done that before. I am not sure I know how to do it right.”I rubbed her cheek and said, “Relax, Kitten, you need to learn so now is as good a time as any. Just drop to your knees and get my cock out of my shorts. I will tell you what to do from there.”Hearing that I was not upset, she smiled and did as she was told. She gasped when she saw I was starting to get hard and took it in her hands.“Now stroke it and rub my balls as well. When it gets. “Meanwhile, closer to home, the Duluth Accords have been signed, settling the affairs of Minnesota, if nothing else. Minneapolis-St. Paul is officially at peace with its neighbors. The Twin Cities are now something called the Republic of East Minnesota, which has an interim President and will be holding elections soon. The authoritarianism of the recent past, mild as it was, is over.“The counties outside the Twin Cities are calling themselves the Union of Greater Minnesota, while the Chippewa. When Anita brought tea, we completed the game and went to the balcony to talk.Anita asked, “How was the outing? It must have been fun. I missed it.”I said, “It was fantastic. I can’t explain how good it was.”Kavya was more vocal and bubbled with enthusiasm. She told her about the swimming pool and the games we played (not fucking games). We were silent for a minute. Anita was wondering why we visited her on a Sunday.I asked her, “How do you like the office set-up? Are you happy you’re your.