.. blah blah blah."She couldn't stop her mind from wandering back to the previous night. Against common sense, her friend Karen had persuaded her to c...me out."It'll be wicked, Hels, promise!"Wicked was right, thought Helen with a smile.They'd gone to a flash bar in the city centre: blue lighting, glass walls encasing flowing water. Karen wasted no time in setting up shop at the bar; and before they knew it, two handsome guys were buying them drinks.True to form, Karen and her bloke rushed off. The suit was white and when it gets wet, you can almost see her hard nipples through the material. She wore a beautiful flowered wrap that fit snuggly around her hips and as we made our way outside, I noticed quite a few heads turn to take in the gorgeous woman walking next to me.We sat by the pool and noticed other couples slowly arriving and figured that some of them were most likely going to the same club. But what got our attention was that there were a few small groups of black men. We had. "Does Jessica want to cum?" asked Mz Dominica."Yes, Jessica wants to cum!" I cried out. "I beg for permission to cum!" Permission to cum goes to loyal slaves, not slaves who sell me to thefirst domme that comes their way!"I blushed, heavily. I had sold the Mistress out, and I felt worthless.For some reason, that made me want to cum even more. In order to getpermission to cum, I had to please Dominica. But I did not know what shewanted. I squirmed in the stocks."Put your ass up." commanded Mz. In a short time a waiter came by to take our drink order."Drinks?" he asked casually.I ordered a scotch on the rocks and Terry ordered a frozen something or other. We commented on how hot the band was. They were really tight and the music was intense. Terry leaned over and whispered something in my ear."You know, I write children's books but I really always wanted to write romance novels," she whispered.Wow. My mind started to race. This woman had a definite wild side. 'A lady in the streets.