‘Fuckity fuck,’ he muttered into his chin. Instead, all they had was chocolate chip cookie dough. After consulting the recipe on the package, he d...cided to bake the pot into those. He also decided to make several vision quests’ worth of pot cookies, as well as a bunch of ordinary ones. Unlike brownies, the cookies would keep and he would have the ability to go on vision quests whenever he wanted. He knew he could hide them in his room, right next to the pot. Besides, I’ll only be hiding them. I mean, is it loaded?"He looked away from her. Slowly, he placed the gun back in the shoebox, and put the porno-mag back on top of it. "No," he said softly. "There aren't even any bullets."Tina sighed with relief. Joey put the shoebox back in his closet in silence. When he was done, he was frowning. He looked like he might even cry."What's wrong?" Tina asked.He shrugged. "I just thought you'd like it."She rolled her eyes and smiled. "I do like it, Joey! That's so cool you have a gun... you. “If at any point this becomes to much, you tell me.” I informed her. “Yes Mistress.” She responded. I smiled and continued to lub up her ass until I felt satisfied, occasionally pushing my finger into a knuckle or two. It was not long before she began to relax. It was then that I slowly pushed the beads into her ass until there was nothing left but a string. “Are you okay?” I asked her. “Yes.” She responded. I quickly smacked her ass cheek, the sound echoing through the room. She lurched. She waited for Ms. Masons to call her name.She didn't, though. Instead she just stared. Tina could feel the woman's eyes on her."Oh," Razor said, as if noticing the three women for the first time. "These are three of our dancers. Those two are Ashley and Sabrina," he stated, pointing to the two girls on the couch, "and that's Sonya."Carol looked back into the mirror as Razor said her name. Sonya, Tina thought. A stage name.Tina looked toward Ashley and Sabrina, just to look at somebody else..