“Son of a bitch” she thought; then she realized one of the dogs must have fucked her ass when she was passed out. Seeing as her ass was not cut up...she assumed it was the smaller dog, but then she figured neither of them would have gotten that bulge inside her, so she wasn’t sure.She got herself up to her feet and could hardly walk. When she did, she did so slowly with her legs wider apart than usual. She looked around and found her jeans. It was a bitch to get them on, but she did. Her top was. “So if it’s enough for Georgia, is it enough for you? Would you like to have some of that pleasure Charlotte?”“Go on Char, James is here, he’ll make sure that no harm comes to use; won’t you James?”“Of course, that’s what your father is paying me for.”There was a few seconds silence then Charlotte replied,“Will I have to take my clothes off?”“No, but you will have to be tied to a table.”“Oh,” Charlotte replied. “But will anyone hurt me?”“Definitely not.”Miranda managed to give her order then so. ”“Any time,” I said.“You’ve dealt with panic attacks before. I could tell.”“Like I said, you’re not alone. My mother was susceptible, though not as much since I hit high school. I have a lot of friends, though, who picked up the slack. People are all different. I try to be calm.”“Girls must love you.”I chuckled. Oh, if she only knew.“It’s not just girls who have anxiety,” I said. “I’ve helped my friend Ford down a few times. Others. We all have different ways of coping. If there are special. .Then I thought of something that might help her stick to her promise. Itold her, ?Raise your right hand.??Why? What are you doing?? she asked, but put her hand up.?I'm making you an honorary mermaid princess and a citizen of the Queendomof Hatteria.??Really???This is something we've only done for a dozen or so humans in the lastthousand years, and it's serious business,? I said in my most seriousvoice, ?So don't take this pledge unless you're serious about it.??I'll be serious,? she.