’ ‘I was a concierge at the Paris Las Vegas though, imbécile!’ Bridgette laughed. Jack held in his laugh and asked, ‘Where you at now?’ ...‘I’m over at the Cosmopolitan, boy!’ ‘Fucking nice! So what’s up?’ Bridgette paused for a second before saying, ‘I’d like to tell you that I just wanted to see how you were doing, Jackie, but this is a business call.’ ‘Of course it is, Let’s hear it.’ ‘I need some egg rolls. A hundred of them. Having an event for Chinese New Year and the boss wants to go. " Yes, Master" she replied shyly; then reclined back, opened her legs, pulled up the sweater, and showed her panties. They had a big wet patch on the middle. She looked away, a bit embarrassed, but her master was really pleased with all the progress he was witnessing. Back then, she used to take forever to get wet; her master had to do various violent things to her before having her soakingHowever, keeping her in denial was a great idea. "Wow, little baby you are such a whore, getting all wet. ” “If it doesn’t do any of that? Then what? You have a record of what a damaged freak I am? Why? So you can hold that over me?” “Oh- no, not at all. Is that what is troubling you? Heaven’s no. He just wants to provide all he can for you, and we both think this would be a big step.” I considered his point. “I don’t know why this is a big deal for him. I meet all the needs of our arrangement. I never asked for him to be a financial slave to me or to have this kind of control.” I. I ... badly want to have sit on my face and choke me to death between your thighs.”Xora blinked at him, her mouth opening in shock. “I would never!”“Shame!” Ember said. “I’ve heard from my friend June that having a girl sit on your face is quite the experience.”“I meant choke you to death!” Her cheeks were dark and her eyes darted aside, avoiding his. “I hate hurting people.”Ember reached up, reflexively. His hand cupped her cheek and he spoke, softly. “You’ll never have to hurt anyone again,”.