Do you like drinking girl-piss, slave?"?Samantha lovedthe way Elizabeth's eyes had widened when she said that.?"I don'tknow, Mistress."?"Really? Well,...I sure hope you like it. Jenny plans to start using you as hertoilet. You'll be drinking piss every night from now on if I knowher. What she really wanted me to do, though, was to whip your sluttylittle pussy. You ever had your pussy whipped, slut?"?"Yes,Mistress."?"Did youlike it?"?"No,Mistress."?"That's notwhat Jenny told me. She said that. But he was very insistent that if I thought it was inappropriate he wouldn't do it. And you can rest assured that I'm not going to do anything with it; I have the reputation of the agency to think of. You're not angry with me, are you, Evelyn? You're rapidly becoming one of my most popular and in-demand girls and I'd hate to upset you.”“No,” I sighed. “It's just that I was starting to wonder where my picture might end up; I don't want it splashed all over the internet.”“Not without being. She had to pack! Smiling and handing the contract to Prowler, she stood and extended her hand to him again, now eager to depart and prepare. He met her hand with his own, his palm slightly damp where it'd been dry and cool before. "I shall see you again at Selective Tastes, Miss Hardak. Enjoy your flight, and please..." he drew an embossed business card from his pocket, "...give me a call if you need anything." Nodding and pocketing the card, she left. At home, she began sorting through her. "Is the little scamp right, Lord? These ladies belong to you?" Yes they do. Is that a problem?'"Of course not, ah, Master. If you will please wait, I'll move some people and get you the best table in the house." Not necessary, mistress. We'll take whatever is open, I see you still have a few. And please, my name is Dent, not Lord or Master. We're not from around here and it makes me uncomfortable. By the way this is Nesho and that is Sosho." Hey! That's my job!" Barth interjected. "I do the.