“Fine. Move them into the Buena Vista, start them earning their keep. Bring your original whores home while the Beaumont is being remodeled.”“Sh...uld I have them back working the Paseo?”“No, Harold, you know better. We’ve moved them upscale, don’t want word getting out that they’re fucking scumbags again. Wrong market image.”Harold mouthed, ‘market image.’Gertie said, “Rotate the two groups back and forth at the Buena Vista. A week on, a week off.”Harold nodded briskly. Like he’d just been. She does so, her skirt flaring slightly at the twirl, but quickly steeling back around her thighs, fully 2 inches above her knees. She can softly hear the man's footsteps as he walks up behind her. She feels the breeze as he moves, and then a warmer breeze as his breath dances across the little hairs on her neck. With no other bodily contact, her kisses her neck, moving up to nibble on her ear lobe, then kisses across to the other side, where he gives the same attention to her other ear. Her. ..... in a gushing rage we cum like never before with our eyes glazed over like if we were demonicly possessed. this was a night we embrace the devils lust and soon after we will evolve. I have you just right , bound real tight with that devils glare in your eye here and now as you try to smile through your gag ...you and I as one have been fiending for this moment...as master and slave...I pull your hair back to get your stare as I proceed to slowly thrust my rugged digits in your pussy, i can. " Oh, believe me, it was my pleasure!" said Sherry. Carly reached out to punch her in the shoulder, but then changed it to a simple touch, as her mother's eyes were drawn to the gesture."Of course," said Fran. "Young people always enjoy something unique and challenging." Oh, it was unique," said Sherry, grinning."Time to go!" blurted Carly, grasping her friend's upper arm and pushing her toward the door."Craig!" barked Fran. Immediately she realized her mistake. "Carly," she corrected. Then her.