" Elizabeth beamed. "Travel!" I know how much you want to speak, but do it properly. Consonants! Don't be sloppy with the consonants!" Yes, modher!" E...izabeth grinned.Anita Heyworth made like swatting Elizabeth's behind, and with a squeal, Elizabeth hid behind Vanessa."You cheeky brat!" Anita mock-scolded her. "Here I give you the benefit of my cultivated speech, and you not only ignore my teachings but mock me in the bargain. Whatever can be done with such an insolent child?"Vanessa smiled.. Ifelt a tear running down my cheek and all I worried about was spoiling mymascara.My wife looked at me and smiled. She mouthed the words so that only Icould hear them. "Happy Birthday, my love."Rod waved his cock in front of my face. He looked down at me. "Would youlike to take a sample, sissy? If I were to fuck you, it would spoil youfor life. Your ass would never feel this full again. But, if you'd justlike to kiss it, I will go back to giving your wife everything shewants."I looked at his. “How are you k**s doing this evening?” Mom gave me a look then turned back to the casher, “We are celebrating our two years wedding anniversary.” As the casher started ringing up the ice and bucket, “I find that a bit hard to believe that you two have been married even one year, as young as you two look.” “How old do you think we are?” mom asked, as she handed the card over to the casher. “I figured that you are around eighteen and your husband there around nineteen or maybe twenty.” “You got. Itwas barely 10 o?clock, so still early in the brothel?s night time business. Indeed, The Palace never closed. It was open for business 24 hours aday. The girls inside each hadtheir own room. She scowled. King Pimp wasreputed to have over two hundred girls working in the Palace at any given time,with close to five hundred living and working The Palace. He also had a baker?s dozen otherbrothels scattered across SugarTown. He bragged that he had two thousandgirls working their.