I pulled on some knee socks feeling the material ride against my thigh, making me feel deliciously naughty.In a moment of madness, I picked up my phon... and took a picture of myself. I sent the picture to two people, my two best friends, one a guy and one a girl. I decided to see if they would reply before I continued. It took only a few seconds for them to reply. She replied with a large red heart and he replied with a short message.“I’d do you.”I felt my cock stiffen even more.I decided to. ”“I didn’t leave it unlocked for the neighborhood.”This motherfucker right here….Fighting a smile, I looked down at my pink toes on his neat black floorboard. “Drive, Mr. Marsh.”“Logan.” But he let his foot off the brake. Coasted us into the roadway, left hand fingering the twelve o’clock of the wheel. No ring. But there should’ve been. Someone like him with a cushy lawyer job, nice car, nice looks, probably some money. He should have a wife. Probably had a lot of things going for him. . Not all guys have sensitive balls, but I always found it kind of fun when they did.My phone buzzed. I let his balls escape my mouth and used my left hand to gently stroke Mystery Man. I wiped my right hand on my top and used it to check my phone. Priya was telling me my shift was over and asking if I still had a customer. I replied that I was taking care of him and would leave when I was done. My battery was almost dead. It was such a slow night that all my phone-playing drained it. We were the Goddesses of vengeance, emerging from Hades to wreak bloody havoc upon the wicked people of Greece. Adulterers, murderers, thieves. Their victims willed us into being through their thirst for retribution, and we were all too happy to oblige, my sisters and I...”She spoke of her past with longing, as though the bloody retribution that she described with such glee was something that she missed dearly. Perhaps the lead amulet had not been the sole source of her bloodlust... “We were.