I watched as she licked the back of her hand and poured some salt on the wet spot. Then she drew in a breath, licked the salt from her hand, drank dow... one of the shots quickly then sucked on the lemon. Before that one had a chance to even reach her stomach she repeated the technique with the second shot."Two more, bartender!" she announced as soon as the second shot glass hit the table."Whoa hold on there, those are going down awful fast!" I said, getting a bit concerned. "Who are we trying to. I waved my hips back and forth as I strutted in an attempt to pull theeyes of everyone around me in my direction. I ran my hands throughrandom people's hair that couldn't get their eyes off me until Ifinally made it to the dance floor. Some men made their way over to meto try and grind on my fine ass, but not tonight. I wasn't lettinganyone else make the first move and take control. Control was minetonight.I spotted my target, a girl dressed in an angel costume. She had long,wavy blonde hair. Ashley can feel her breathing quicken as she pants in desperation. "Good girl. You're such a naughty, little girl. Licking Miss Rose's fucking asshole. Did she come all over your cute little face? Hmm?" Madam asks, curling her fingers into Ashley's G-spot relentlessly. Ashley's sweet juices flow over Madam's hand and down her arm. "Yes Madam!" Ashley manages to shout, trying not to lose control of her senses, or ignore the demanding Mistress. "Yes, you act like such a pretty, well behaved. After haggling with the old shop owner I was able to get him down to 50 and he just said to keep the junk inside.Later that week when I got around to looking inside there was a old wood cigar box under the old news papers and books inside with a old middle eastern style oil lamp. the thing was there was old journal with clipping from old newspapers in it from a 1800's talking about the lamp. It told of how it had been in the family for years but had passed hands quickly as each person had died.