”“I understand and I will be very excited to hear all about it when you get home. Make sure to enjoy yourself and be safe. I am sure Mike will not...allow anything bad to happen to you, but still be safe.”She kissed him on the lips and thanked him for understanding and for his concern. She turned and left at approximately noon to go to Mike’s home to help prepare for the party.When she got there, she stripped immediately as she always did when she was within these walls. Mike came to the door. In addition to their continued sexual services, one of the women would serve as the upstairs maid, one the downstairs maid, one the appointment and corresponding secretary, one the meal service maid, and one was to attend the erotic library and dedicated ?sexual practices? room in the lower level.Of course, Joy was Brad?s favorite girl. She had given him extraordinarily fond memories when she very subtly guided him through his earliest intimate act of sex. She had made him confident of his. This story is copyright (c) 2009 by The Technician.Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * I am here because I want to be.It is Friday night. The marquee above the entrance to the club says “Amateur Night.” Some tourists walking by might think that means. “Leave her alone. I can’t believe she actually fell for a guy she knows nothing about”. Vars glowered.“Don’t be a jerk, Vars”, Bin Bin, who regained his freedom by learning his lesson, or at least pretended to, pitied Benni for knowing how it feels when everyone choose to make an unreasonable discoing, while the poor individual is the only sensible one – even if that was not accurately to say on the current case.“Don’t mess with a Martial Mortal, ‘Bin Sprout’” Vars retorted. Her mood worsened.