Do you understand?" Yes, mistress." Good. Assume the position."If anyone had asked Corvus, he would have had to admit that he was absolutely fascinate... by what was unfolding in front of him, so he was just as glad that Rose and Aquilina were paying more attention to each other than to him. Then, Aquilina turned to him and gestured with the folded-over strap to a chair directly in front of the desk. "Why don't you sit down, get comfortable, and enjoy the show for now?"The chair was directly in. Ed drinks entirely too much and smokes way to much pot. This is about his usual Tuesday night poker game. There are usually anywhere between 4 and 8 guys at the table playing cards, drinking smoking and trying to feel me up. I admit several of the guys Ive allowed to feel my tits and rub crotch. The problem is Ed always gets drunk and passes out and they just leave him on the floor until the game ends and then they leave me to take care of him. The last two games I am seeing new faces and all. “Haley’s stepdaughter. The other student I spoke about,” Carlita said.“Oh, okay. Yeah, here’s the address. I’m parked in the north student lot.”“Me, too,” I said.“What about Deena?”“By the time you get your stuff, she’ll be ready to meet us on campus for a ride home.”“So I get to see YOUR house, too,” Sandy said.“And we ALL meet at the airport, then,” Carlita finished.I was a bit taken aback. “Just like that, they’re okay with you taking off like this – drop of a hat?”Sandy smiled. “I know it. I also found out Ron, her stepdad, never let anyone in the house cook. He said that was why he employed a full time chef. I often thought it would be awesome to have one, which is if I could even afford it. But I enjoyed getting in the kitchen myself and dabbling in the food arts. Now Im not a chef, but I can throw down some pretty mean foods. And apparently so too can my daughter. We ate and conversed about Amber more than anything, which was just fine with me. I never had anything really.