"This is, uh, the master suite..." I muttered."Two beds pushed together? What are those, queens? You STUD, you!" Gladys simpered."I usually get the cr...ck..." I bet you get more than one crack..."I hunched my shoulders and let it pass. As we headed back down to the living room, Gladys said, "It isn't going to happen here, is it?" No." Okay. Have you had dinner yet?" Well, no..." Can I blackmail you into taking me out?"So when we hit the living room, I announced, "I'm taking Gladys to dinner."Luz. She had gotten home late from work and pretty much jumped on me in the kitchen, demanding that her Master take care of her and was there anything she could do to please me. She was even more insatiable than usual, and I loved it. Anytime I tried to talk with her, I found a nipple in my mouth, or my head between her breasts, or the sight of her fingers trying to pry open her ass while she asked me to please find something to put in there. She coaxed three orgasms out of me before I fell asleep,. I never thought they were like that? They fuck around? I thought they were quite a stuck-up bunch; hardly believed they might fuck at all." Angique grinned. "Aren't they all just cozy couples going steady, making sweet love Hollywood style?" You know better," Kimmie said after a short silence. "They are players, all of them. They are hypocrites fucking around in the dark; cheaters and liars all of them. But I won't play. I won't!"Wow, Angique thought, a true waterfall of words. Then the girl's. “yes and no, my dear. You are still sleeping in your father’s arms; yet you are here. Your subconscious put you here. This is deeper than the silly dreams humans have. You needed help and so you asked for it, in your own way. Here I am. I am happy to help. You question the ways of our people, which is entirely understandable. When your father explained that you should have an open mind, he was very right about it. “we can be confusing from someone else’s perspective. We love. That is.