I asked if she had given any thought to what her future might bring and she said that she would just find a job in a high class bordello, since she co...uld never be accepted back in Oklahoma, now. I immediately thought of Madam Helen's establishment in Santa Fe. We discussed that sort of employment for the next hour or so.We finally came to a town and started down the street. Suddenly, Ruby (she said that was her professional name) stiffened and looked very frightened. I asked her what was the. I announced to the guests: “Guests, family members and friends, I would like to appreciate your attendance at this beautiful wedding today on behalf of the marriage of myself and Bianca my lovely bride. When I first met Bianca, she looked the same as her mother, Diane, and Diane has raised a lovely daughter.” Diane smiles in delight and raises her glass of red wine. After the function, the wedding dance was on next. Bianca and I started it off first. Later on, Diane approached me and said. But what stood out most was her face. She didn’t have her glasses on, and her hair was all shiny and styled and she was wearing makeup. She was beautiful. I never really saw it before, but she had a soft, oval face with low cheekbones, cupid-bow lips, bright green eyes and perfect skin. Perfect except for the freckles at least. “You must be Angie,” she said to my girlfriend.“Totally nice to meet you, little girl,” Angie said. “Who are you again?”“I’m Becky Finklestein. I’m in charge of Stephen. ..”“Rache ... please.” Cat started begging and instead of trying to get away or fight back she curled up into herself.“Master brings you ever so close. You can smell his musk. The same scent as when you crawl into his bed. Yes, that one. The one you love so much.” Rachel’s hand wormed down my younger Pet’s stomach as she continued her narrative.“Master’s scent. Soon you will taste him and know. Know that is what you always wanted and needed.”“Bitch.”“Admit it KittyCat.”“Don’t call me that.” Cat.