Her vicious demeanor had morphed, and now she was sweet Rach again. Perhaps it was my reward for being a good slave for her, or maybe this was her re...l Master persona, and the hostile Mistress Rachel was an aberration. They both were exciting, and I looked forward to discovering the answers to the questions forming in my mind.I was literally jerked back to reality as Rach pulled me further into the bathroom. Leading me to stand in front of the toilet, she sat, bringing her face in line with. "I mean that it's my birthday in three months," I said. "Thirty-five," he said. "Old bag." I slapped his chest playfully. "Shut up, you old goat," I replied. "Ass! I mean I think I know what I want. For my birthday." "Given it some thought, have you?" "Quite a bit, actually," I said, and bit the corner of my lower lip. I'd actually decided about two months ago, but hadn't said anything, and my hesitance resurfaced. I took a deep breath and went for broke. "I want a year. I want my year." I. “I’m Amy,” she purred. “Everyone of us is a devotee of Aphrodite. We’ve all pledged to take on any man who enters. Some of us will take women too.” I was dumbstruck as I watched her black hair gleam in the light. I said intelligently, “No shit?” Two other women had joined us, one a very cute but sexy teen and the other a busty young Latina woman. The Latina woman began to stroke my cock. “I’m Angelina, and I love everything about cocks. Shapes, size, texture, odor, girth,, and balls too.” “We. As he served himself a third slice, intending to upset her smugness, he said evenly, "I think I saw some pictures of you on the Internet." Ashley too was serving herself a third slice but stopped abruptly, her pizza suspended in midair, as Jarrad's remark registered. "What?" she gasped. The unexpected statement had her grasping for straws. "Uh, where? ... er, what I mean is... are you sure it was me?" Ashley had reacted more unfavorably than Jarrad had expected. He minimized the significance of.