She was dressed in a tight fitting, low cut, sexy blue dress and high heels. She moved like a fashion model walking the runway. I moved in closer when...I saw her sitting at the table again with one of her friends talking. She obviously had a few more drinks in her now. She was venting to her friend about the lack of attention her husband was paying to her. I sat in a chair next to them inconspicuously listening in on their conversation. She went on complaining about how she worked so hard to. ‘It was my time. I have had my revenge. I must go now,’ the voice faded from Silver’s and Ricky’s heads, and they both knew she truly had gone.Ricky sat back, and as he did, he noticed something strange about the body. Quickly he got up and dragged Silver off her mother. “No,” she cried out aloud.However, Ricky and Skyla both held her firmly. They all watched in fascination, as the body shrank and folded in on itself and within mere minutes it was reduced to ash.Except that in the ash was a. I don’t know.”“I don’t think you want to be a slave. You seem to be quite submissive, but being a slave is a whole lot different. For now, just concentrate on being our waitress, with a side of naked fun thrown in. How’s that?”“Yes, Miss. What would the two of you like to eat?” They placed their orders, and Wendy disappeared for a few moments. Gretchen and Nina talked about the young girl while they waited for their food.“I have a job for you, slut. Every time that little Wendy comes to our. I took a seat. She went straight to the bathroom.“Seems I passed the test,” I grinned.“With good marks,” he admitted pouring an icy beer in two glasses and pushing one to me. I hadn’t seen her pulling that face since Brazil was defeated at the world cup. Welcome aboard.We toasted.Since the Brazilian lady was married to the sex-shop guy and the contest was for couples, I still needed a partner. With Luna on a trip, I focused my lower belly needs on Betty, a gloomy just-divorced thirty-something.