..Poor slut, Emily thought wickedly. I still haven't let her cum yet ... too bad.When Charlotte finally stood up, Emily smiled at her rival ... her fo...mer rival, she supposed. "You're mine now," she said. "You'll do whatever I want. And even though you hate every second of it ... you'll still be incredibly turned on by it. Understand?"Charlotte nodded. Emily smiled, although she was a bit confused as well. Why am I saying this? It doesn't even seem like I'm talking ... it's like someone else is. I was pretty wary because I had no interest in the Mall of America. So I told her I would only agree after seeing what the bet was. For two weeks we each suggested various bets with both of us finding reasons to reject the others’ suggestions. I finally came to a situation that was acceptable to both of us. It was the 2002 Super Bowl, the Patriots vs. the Rams. Ashley grew up in New England and loved the Patriots, who were big underdogs. As I recall, they had never. So I am just floating the words which I remember.After our first meeting, the Keralite lady continued chatting with me and calling me. As we both were working, we didn’t meet immediately. We wanted our meetings to be long and very enjoyable.Once we decided to meet on a weekend. As usual, we wanted to enjoy ourselves in her house itself. So, after completing my work on Friday evening, I rushed to my home and took a good shower.I and the mallu lady met for a dinner. We had made reservations. Andy stopped in front of the middle door on the right hand side. The poster on its door had the words ‘C.C.C. Studios’ across the top in big red letters. It also had a picture of an attractive mature and naked woman kneeling in circle of men who were also naked. Their erect cocks were all pointing at the woman. Her face neck and chest were covered with white splotches of cum. Andy pulled opened the door and he and Peggy stepped inside a small, dimly light room. It had a backless bench in front.