Dawning on me was the fact that fighting with him turned me on. My panties were drenched and my pussy throbbed. Fighting with him had never turned me ...n before, why now? Groaning I leaned against the side of the bed. Listening to the shower run was calming me down as I zoned out. I regretted picking a fight over something so trivial as sex. I didn't even give him much to work with but I couldn't tell him what made me angry. We agreed that we wouldn't make sex a priority in our relationship. I. She looked at her watch; she had a good ten minutes before the taxi would arrive, she thought. Isabel headed back into the room and opened her lower draw of the bedside cabinet. The horny drawer as she called it. She pulled out a large jelly like vibrator and swung it in her hands for Melissa to see. “On the bed, on all fours,” she commanded. Melissa crept onto the bed. Isabel came up behind her and played the vibrator across her pussy lips lubricating them. She couldn’t resist a peck on. They eat, talk and of course have tea. Anna says this tea is stronger that the tea Steve has, Sasha says that this tea is better for you, it will make you feel good and give you a big smile all day. All the girls start walking out to the limo, Sasha, Hanna, Jane in their burkas, Rose and Anna in western clothes. In the limo more tea, more tea and more tea. The limo pull up to the burka shop, the ladies go in and into the backroom. There Sasha takes her burka off, Hanna and Jane follow with. “They raped me!” Jessica exclaimed when she saw the Sheriff.“Now hold on!” Logan exclaimed, “What in the hell is this?”“She’s just put out,” James replied, “Look she’s my ward so the offence of rape is against me not her and if these boys play ball then everything is fine.”“Right,” Logan asked, “How so?”“They’re my slaves if they accept me as master, then that’s fine, the rule is there is no rape at Carlos Menendez, any slave can sex any other slave and that’s that. Of course if they don’t.