Julio pulled up and gestured for her to get in."So you got my money pretty fast there didn't ya? See you can move your ass and think on your feet when...you have to. I like that. Now give me my money?" he demanded as he put his foot on the gas and sped away from the curb.Olivia pulled the wad of bills out of her spandex shorts and started counting out the bills. She hoped she grabbed enough to give him the five hundred he was asking for. It wasn't fair, she did all the work and he'd said it was. We have a drink in the lounge. There is something in your eyes, I don’t trust you. If you excuse yourself before we go to our room, I am sure that you have something on your mind.When you’re coming back we will go to our room. You are whispering words in my ear and I am glad that we’re alone in the elevator. The candlelight in the room is beautiful. A bath filled with warm water and rose leaves. You take off my clothes and helps me into the bath. I close my eyes and enjoy. I ask you what you. Your hormones are running amok. Green jealousy is not going to get you what you want. AND if we can’t trust you to use your brain instead of your ovaries - to be civilized and get yourself under control - we will NOT accept you as a concubine. I doubt any other sponsor will take the risk either. It’s quite possible you’d end up in a brothel where you’d get more sex than you want...”The shocked Marcie wailed and burst into tears.Calypso turned and moved around the sofa to Shellie. She opened her. But if it showed Essence eating my marked salad, well, I would kick that skank prima donna’s ass so hard she would still have my footprint stamped into her butt next year.I strolled into the living room, my kimono robe—yes, I got it in Japan and, yes, it had an oriental dragon on it—open. My tits were almost spilling out, my dick chubbing up half-hard at the sight of Shanelle in a pair of tight booty shorts that hugged her cute rump.“What?” I asked.“Well, we recorded this naughty romp this.