"My Katrina, you look sofuckable. Maybe I should do that right now, after all it is my week foryou to fulfill my fantasies, babe." With a short pause,...he walked to thedressing table across the room. "I picked something for you, now getdressed and meet me downstairs."Easing from the bed I thought of what I had planned for Katrina. Samwould not make me do those things would he, I wondered to myself. Mymemories where now crossed between mine and Katrina's. I new things abouther I had never known. Uh ... involved in. Purely for the story, I mean."If I'd thought to put Cate on the back foot with my challenge, I was sorely mistaken.A dark chuckle came out of her. Blue eyes flashed as she continued with the vulpine smirk. "Well," she drawled. "Just as a fantasy thing -- I'd never do it for real..."I saw her flick a glance at Zoe."...But I'd love to be the girl in the middle of a gang-bang. Me and--" Cate's eyes closed, face tilting towards the ceiling, her lips pursed in a moue of. I loved how much of a slut she was. I wanted her. Perhaps I should have recognised right then and there something was wrong with me, from the first day I jacked myself off thinking about her own father fucking her slutty ass-hole over the dinner table as I heard he often did. Eventually, we grew to be somewhat secret friends. She told no-one, as she knew if she did she would lose me. We spoke on occasion, she seemed normal, not the filthy cum guzzling slut I had always heard about. I was. ‘Gentlemen, allow me to introduce Ms. Alicia Rossetti!’ Arnie announced, in a loud voice, leering over at her. ‘Ms. Rossetti is here to attend to your every need, and ensure that you all enjoy the rest of your evening to the full!’ He walked over and took hold of Alicia’s hand, and drew her into the centre of the group of admiring men. ‘Remember what I told you!’ he muttered, out of the side of his mouth. ‘Good evening, gentlemen,’ she said, calmly, although her heart was pounding like a.