"Oh well, with that meeting tomorrow I had better start to think about bed," said Tim trying to gauge Debbie's reaction.With her eyes fixed on his and...her confidence boosted by the drinks she said, "Yes, I have been thinking about bed too."They sat in silence for what was only seconds but seemed ages as their eyes locked and Debbie, almost subconsciously, licked her lips."Um, I might be getting this horribly wrong but I don't suppose you...." started a slightly nervous Tim."Would go to bed with. What about Nat and Jude? Do you want to ask them?”“That isn’t very nice.”“What isn’t?”“I see what you are doing. Might as well invite everyone.”“I asked Ed about her stylist yesterday. She got you an appointment for tomorrow. Let’s make a day of it. You can invite anyone you want or not invite.”“Just the four of us. No one else.”“You hold the invite card. I heard you got a new Class. Congrats Apprentice Saintess.”“I’m your Saintess. Just like you wanted.”“What about you? Did you not want to be. But after 40 minutes of watching her friend play with and ply that enormous dildo, Riana knew she was bested and would not be as good nor as lucky when her turn came. Not that she didn't try, mind you. But after Brenda had taken 30 sex pulsating minutes to reach her Big-O and a further ten minutes luxuriating in it and it's many echoes, Riana knew who would be Pussy Princess. Riana did her best and reached a sort of orgasm in about 15 minutes; all the while Brenda was gently stroking her own. He knows that you are one of my very special patients."At least that explained why he had been staring at me."So," Molly said, "Dr. P isn't here today, but all you need is one of my super-duper cleanings anyway. Are you ready?"As usual, Molly kept up a non-stop stream of chatter while she was working. She told me about some of her more difficult clients, some new equipment that Dr. Peterson was getting ready to buy, and an old friend from high school she had run across. That was OK, but when.