She changed positions, placing her left leg up on the couch in a standing reverse cowgirl stance. She moaned and said yehh I can watch better now.She ...was really getting into herself and her legs were shaking some. I asked if she wanted a hand so she didn’t fall and she just shook her head yes. I placed my left hand on her thigh and supported some of her weight. My right hand was still in action. I began letting some pressure off and she was getting closer and closer to my face. I couldn’t. I waited the entire count of 10. That voice crackled like a lightening strike: "Understood?" Yes, Miss. It shall be done as you so direct, Miss."Again the voice changed: "Goodbye, Cully. See you at 5, punkin'." The line went dead."Cully, Miss hasn't surfaced in what, three months?" My voice was shaky. "Maybe more." It'd been awhile.I stared into that glass wedding photo frame again...her past words coming to the fore: "Cully, you don't ask. Miss will be here when she so desires and not one. . Eat my shit!" She was insane! "Another lowly peasant to eat my shit! Tomorrow! We start tomorrow!" She flipped me the bird and said again, “Eat … my … shit!”I left in a daze. How would I face NIcolette. I wanted to be her husband and her hero but I had just contracted to eat another woman's shit. It was filthy and unimaginable. How would I ever put my mouth on Nicolette's again? When I returned to Jupiter, my head didn't work right. It was overloaded and filled with dread. It's only safe. No pubic hair. When she was standing before me, her magnificent body totally naked, I turned to look at Mike. “Nice, huh?” he said. All I could do was gulp some wine. Nikki strode over to the hot tub. As she climbed in, she made a point of bending over so I could get a good look at her ass. “Come on in, dude,” Mike said. I stood up, feeling a bit dizzy from the wine, the pot and the situation, and walked slowly over to the tub. Nikki had settled into the crook of Mike’s arm, and they both.