“I know, right? He’s amazing.”“That’s one word for it. So, did that take care of your post-stress hornies?”“Completely. You?”I took he... hand and placed it on my deflated cock. “What do you think?”She wrapped her fingers around me and tugged gently. “Seems so – very limp, but still very nice.” I watched her fondle me, but the sight of her diamonds glistening on her finger as she stroked my cock was a sobering thing, an unwelcome reminder.I didn’t mention it. “Thanks, and that feels good, so. She told me that I can cover myself up with my hands if I wanted. I was left without words. What will I ask now? Words didn’t come out of my mouth to ask for a cloth. I wondered what she meant by her last words. That is to cover only if I wanted. Does she mean that she don’t care if I cover or not? Or does she mean that when she is doing her profession, she is too absorbed in it to watch the surroundings?? I don’t know.But I decided to turn around while hiding my hard cock with my hands. I. As she settled down, Chaz began gently grilling her. "How are things so far?" So far so good. Nobody's kicked their concubines to the curb, and in fact I'm getting a lot of help from the sponsors volunteering their concubines." Yes," Chaz chuckled, "it's amazing how co-operative everyone is when the Old Man cracks the whip."Samantha grinned back. "And the school will be open for business on Monday. We'll start with the older kids, the concubines and sponsors who haven't finished high school,. The flowers were a nice touch, but ... well, I guess I have to wake up to who I really am ... what I really am.”Kat asked, “And what’s that?”Amber sighed, “I’m a slut. I went from being a shy and innocent coed to a slut that fucks for big bucks – a prostitute, a whore. Guys like to fuck sluts, but they don’t want to make a family with them.”Kat said slowly, “I just feel that Mike is going to be some kind of exception. Give it time. He’s focused on his career and he’s out of the country doing.