"Why not? What do you want me to do?" First," Olivia said holding Jenn's shoulder and stopping her just outside the laundry. "Put the basket down. You...re the mistress. You have a slave who will follow any order you give." I assume," Jenn said over her shoulder. "That you're not talking about you?"Olivia smiled. "I would very much appreciate it, mistress, if you would use Molly instead."Jenn nodded and then, conspicuously set down the basket at her feet."Molly," Jenn called.Molly had been. Karen stood at the arrivals gate watching as people filed through, there were squeals of delight from people seeing friends and relatives for the first time in a long while. Karen smiled as she spotted her brother walking through the gate, he was looking around trying to spot her.Karen smiled again as he spotted her and began to weave his way through the crowd.Dropping his case he gave her a hug and lifted her off her feet. Karen slapped him on the back and told him to put her down.“so where. She hated that Russian prick, but each time she thought about him, she thought about the horrible pain he’d caused her and in turn she grew fearful, mind numbingly so. She remained silent, but still about to panic as she tried to lock the door to do anything to hold it closed, but as soon as she sprung into action the door opened and there they were. All five of the guys. They pounced on her like wolverines. “Look at that, whore already got her blouse open for us.” Dave said, and Alex choosing. “So, what do we do?” Regina asked.“Well, that depends on what you want to do,” I replied. “I just don’t want to cause any issues between you and Sam.”“Fuck Sam,” Regina curtly replied.“No,” I shot back, “I’m not gay.”“Thank God,” Regina replied. She shifted her stance and asked,“How long do you think we have?”“I don’t like to be rushed,” I replied.“Good,” Regina replied, “Neither do I.”Regina reached over and placed her hand on to my arm. Her second touch simply melted any inhibitions that I.