She instead smiled at me. “Kitty” she said.“Yeah Scarlett” I replied my voice quite. She moved her hands down my waist and over my butt, stopp...ng on the ends of my skirt. Her tanned skin ever so slightly touching me. “What are you doing?” I ask her unsure. She didn’t reply straight away, instead her hands moved down to my thighs stopping about half way up my legs.“Nothing” she said her voice even and smooth. Her skin felt hot and smooth ageist me. This was a side to Scarlett I had never seen. “I hope so” came another voice behind him. Oh. A six foot black guy with FRIENDS. Who were also getting an eyeful.“Yes?” I managed. This gang was looking at me in the doorway like- well, how I looked at guys at work! In spite of the cold air making my nipples stick out like erasers, I felt my face get hot. And my cunt. Damn my sex drive.The black guy smiled wider. “We’re from Satisfaction Anonymous.” He leaned forward to put his lips near my ear- my. Together they screamed.***Still naked and sweating from his labors, the Alchemist sat on the rolling stool and leaned on the counter heavily while scribbling on a piece of fine parchment. "Angel, I want you to deliver this letter to a friend of mine." He peeked at her from below his lashes. Just as naked, the delicate girl gazed at her new tattoo while peering at a hand mirror with her back to the wall mirror. "It's so beautiful." Her aura was much brighter. Her smile was blinding.He folded the. The conversation had made a turn for the better and I liked where it was heading. I reached between Bailey’s legs, as she was seated right next to me. I squeezed her inner thigh.“It’s OK,” I said, rubbing her leg. “We’re all adults and there’s nothing wrong with having a good time, between consenting adults.”“Yeah,” Rachel shot back. “But this consenting adult wants to see proof of the endowment claim.”I looked at Bailey. She shook her head back and forth, as she looked in my direction.“This.