“Or were you saving those for later?” I gave her a small smirk to let her know I was kidding.She blushed. “I guess I put it more in terms of how...I’d make it up to you than the other way around,” she admitted.“That’s okay,” I assured her. “Right now you’ll both have difficulty in thinking harsh thoughts about me. You’ve been doing that for weeks and want to stop thinking that way.”“So you agree?” she asked hopefully, glancing at the page.“I don’t disagree,” I said. “There are some things on. "Oh God!" Amy moaned as Cindi ran her fingers through her groin, rubbing her clit and slipping a finger inside her sister. Amy soon exploded in a massive orgasm and collapsed on the ground, ready to relax.Cindi remembered how Amy had teased her, however, and was far from finished. Before Amy knew what was happening in her post orgasmic bliss, Cindi sucked her sister's clit and started thrashing it with her tongue.Amy went crazy. She tried to buck Cindi off as she screamed and convulsed in. Yes, he was good. But not that good! Her female instinct intellectualised the situation as yet another example of poker coming first. Tonight was important to her. Tit was the chance of a contact that could launch her career. Lisa Welles, for God’s sake! In truth, it made no difference if Daniel accompanied her or not. Other than as a gesture of moral support. That wasn’t the point, of course. She was rapidly approaching the end of her tether over his poker fixation. It was beginning to drive. Smokestill continued to emit from her navel as the flesh continued its reactionto combustion. I concluded she had done a good job. I retreated from her room to contemplate my next actions. She was almostready for sale. I still had to work on her ass hole – making it largerand subjecting it to obscene enemas. I also needed to subject her to more painand more degradation. Then, she would be ready for market. She looked at me quizzically as I brought in the large pail and hung it fromthe ceiling..