‘I can’t let it go... even though I have to pee now too’ – she finally admitted. ‘How do you do it?’ ‘Oh, you can talk.’ – she added...as the slave remained silent. ‘I don’t know; it’s always been easy for me. Maybe try thinking of a waterfall.’ Laura closed her eyes and pictured the Niagara in her mind. ‘It’s not working’ – she complained. ‘Keep trying’ – Rachel said with a silent giggle. Then she got an idea too. She reached down for Laura’s hands and pulled her down to the ground. Slowly. I told Jim to back off and Crystal to turn around. She put her feet on the couch and sat down on my dick with her legs splayed wide. “Jim, start licking.” I commanded. He got between my legs and licked Crystal's clit. He also licked my shaft as it was exposed by Crystal's slow up and down motion. Crystal was really into watching her husband please us. She started ordering him around, “Lick my clit. Lick his shaft, lick his balls.” Crystal got tired of bouncing up and down and so I held her up. " I guess I should be flattered." I noticed there did seem to be one odd thing about the group arrayed against us."No Rogues," Kimpo supplied, he must have been thinking the same thing.Kija laughed, causing me to wonder again what seriously deranged people always find so funny? They seem to laugh hardest just before giving the command to "open fire" or while plummeting over a cliff to their death. Alas, no cliff was available at the moment."Rogues? I think not," the Prince strutted back and. I could never do that." Suit yourself, honey, but it'll be an easy three hundred bucks. Dixie can't enter this week; they have some silly rule that nobody can win two weeks in a row."Stan finally found his voice, "Stupid rule." Sure is," agreed her mama.Stan goaded and teased me throughout dinner. Finally I figured what the hell. Nobody knows me here. I'll never be back again. Why not?We went back to our motel. I showered, shaved my legs and pits, powdered up, and dressed. I wore plain white.