“Good. You playing with yourself, Jenny?”“Yes,” I whispered, my face warm with embarrassment at her question and my admission.“You really ar... a dirty girl. You know the theatre on Union?“Yeah…”“Meet me out front at 10. Short skirt. The sweater you wore today. No bra or panties. Understood?”“Yes,” I managed, a little breathlessly.“Don’t be late.” I could hear the grin in her voice and then the line went dead, leaving me alone with my thoughts. 10 o’clock, left me three hours to talk myself out. “But we’ve both been fantasizing about having a little submissive plaything that we share equally. We’re both quite dominant, and it sometimes puts a bit of a strain on our relationship. Eve thinks you might be the solution to those desires.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. To be Linda’s plaything? Even if it meant submitting to Eve too? Hell yes! Eve giggled, and I realized I had said that out loud. “Well,” Linda’s lips formed a grin, “it looks like her gut instincts are better than. .An octopus. He could not see anything other than the thick, throbbing arms spreading out from a circle in the center table to claim both his wife and child. Deborah was a little further from him. His daughter’s smaller breasts were encapsulated by the writhing creature, but he could still see her nipples, small and puffy, hard.Governor Douglass tried to force the image from his mind as his eyes went back to the monster, then to Heather De Goth as she strode absently towards the table. “So…” De. ”“I only brought one,” I clarified.“Yeah, but you set the boys up,” she tisked.“Yeah? I did a pretty good job,” I said with no lack of pride.“Lea’s pissed at you.”“And why?”“Well,” Jen paused, thinking it over. “Promise not to tell him?”“Promise not to tell who what?”“Trent,” she said, using Tree’s given name.“Tell him what?” I asked in confusion.“Lea has a crush on him.”Realization spread over my face.“Ah,” I said in surprise, then got a little irritated. “Then she should ask him out.”“Noooo,”.