Jimmy stared at Faith. ‘Always nice to see you too.’ Faith walked forward. ‘Why did you do that to Steven. You had no right to treat him that w...y, no right. I should kick the shit out of you to show what a big pussy you really are.’ Jimmy just stared down, ‘Yeah, I probably deserve that.’ Faith step backwards. ‘Yeah, you did.’ She breathed. Jimmy looked up. ‘I love Steven so much, but over the time. I started noticing it was never the same between him and me as you guys. He loves you and shows. "It's not Janey's, Nicole's or mine. Simone said you'd know what to do with it. She got kind of a strange look on her face when she saw it, like she knew what it was but didn't want to remember."She was holding a large aluminum briefcase, heavy by the way she was standing. The one Mac had given me at the wedding. Given back, more accurately. It slowly came back to me where I had first seen it. Stinking, dark, clouded memories of flashing knives, death, fire, screams, empty men hurting. Eric unties the top of Amber’s bikini and when he sets her down it falls to the ground. Amber tugs at Eric’s swimsuit and exposed his rock hard cock. She pushes him back onto the lawn chair and whips of her bottom piece. She straddles him in the chair and lowers her tight wet pussy onto his throbbing cock. His length and girth filling her out she lets out a soft moan. She starts to ride him, in a nice cowgirl style. Swinging her hips to and fro as she grinds down on him Eric runs his hands up. I am still grappling with what i am seeing. Struggling to accept the fact that my Mentor wants me to serve a Mistress, while at the same time i am witnessing male submission. Men are to be obeyed, aren’t They? (All of Them, right?) She walks over to me, lifts my chin to pull my gaze away from him to Her, and She speaks in a low voice, quietly and clearly, "Do you understand?". and i nod. and i am nervous again. and she says "you will always answer with 'yes Mistress'". and i remind myself that.