“Amber, what are your sister and your husband doing upstairs?’ she asked, finally.“Mama, it’s my sister and OUR husband, and they’re having ...ex. What else would they be doing?” Amber asked, confused by her mother’s question.“What,” Belinda demanded, “just like that? No preliminaries! Just jump in the bed and go at each other, and you aren’t worried?”“Mama, Ab and I both sleep together with Charlie every night. Sometimes we both have sex with him at the same time. At other times, Charlie will. It isn't long before the devil in me takes over and I slide my right palm up the inside of your left leg. Starting at your ankle, I slide smoothly upward until my hand is grasping the inside of your thigh just beyond the reach of your pantie covered mound.You grip the counter between transactions to steady yourself and hiss at me. "You are such a fucking bastard." Another customer is in the window now, as I allow my fingertips to brush back and forth against your sex through your panties. After. ”“Why not?”“’Cause I don’t.” What would he do if I told him why not?“That’s hardly an answer.”“It’s a perfectly legit answer. I simply don’t have feelings for her.”“Is that ‘cause you are just devoid of anything or ‘cause you like someone else?”I guess if he’s going to ask this directly, “Because I like someone else.”“Who?” He didn’t seem very interested; it was as if he was talking to his mom or something. I imagined him asking all of the questions while thinking about something else…just. “Master,” I moaned. “Answer me.” I chewed on my lip as I looked over his broad chest and narrow hips. His arms were built up and he had a confident, almost arrogant smile on his full lips. I was attracted. I couldn’t imagine someone not being attracted. He looked to be late 20’s, fit, handsome and bold. The other guests were leaving and R joined us at the table. Master looked at the boy and at Mr. R. “I know how to get the truth from her. Gentlemen.” The three of them began removing their belts.