I needn't have worried. She was a southerngal with a smile and personality as big as all outdoors. We got alongfamously, just as Faye had predicted, c...atting like old friends rightup to the end of our session.Faye and I stopped at a nearby sidewalk bistro afterward. We sippedchilled Chablis as we mapped our strategy. I couldn't help butremember my high school commencement ceremony. Our ratherunremarkable principal uttered that classic, lame exhortation: "Todayis the first day of the rest of. She inched closer to the door to hear what they were talking about.“Just breaking things off with Elizabeth, then tell her how you feel.” that was Henry talking.Elizabeth? Jake had a girlfriend? Henry never mentioned her, neither did Jake, at least not when Riley was around. Her heart was racing, Jesus, this is not what she wanted to her.“I’ve been with her for a little over a year, I can’t just… I can’t.” that was Jake.Over a year! Oh my god! Maybe that’s why he’s never bothered looking at. My last clear memory was my Mistress yelling at me- “Fucking whore, I’ll be back in half an hour, fucking clean that shit up.” I admit I was feeling light-headed after orgasming so hard...maybe I had passed out? Somewhere above me I heard a door opening and the familiar sound of heels tapping on hard floor."So, has the filthy whore woken up yet?" came the wonderful, but chilling voice of my Mistress."Y-yes Mistress," I replied, my voice a little hoarse. "Good, because I'm not going to wait all. “Morning,” I reply. “Sleep okay?” Allie bends down to touch her polished toes. She rises up slowly, her finger tips trailing along her tan legs and stoping at the hem of her yellow boy shorts. “Did you hear that last night?” She reaches to the sky, her white spaghetti tank rising up and allowing the morning sun to glint off her belly button stud. “The fucking or the puking?” I am too fucking blunt but Allie laughs then stops herself, holding her hand over her mouth. She takes creeping steps.