Inside I showed my pleasure-slave owner’s card to the large security guard in the small foyer. This was to prevent those who could not afford the de...lights within from entering this pleasure palace. These cards were issued to anyone who bought outright their first pleasure-slave, which I had done many months before.A waitress escorted me to the bar area, where I sat for a few minutes with a drink. Again I had arrived just as they were opening. I enjoyed watching a bevy of scantily clad ladies. We laughed for a few minutes, which released some of the awkwardness.“Amy’s right,” she giggled. “You are funny.” I grinned and stood up, stretched a bit. “I think I’m going to…FUCK MY LIFE!” I cried as I saw the massive eight-legged thing scoot over the living room floor and disappear under a chair.“It’s okay,” Georgie said, her voice sounding very close all of a sudden. I turned and realised that I had jumped straight onto the sofa and was crouching, almost pressed against, her. I looked up. He collapsed on top of me spent; we kissed and I thought that was it and he would soon be gone. We lay there together stroking and caressing each other, kissing and talking. After about another ten minutes he suggested we shower. We both took a miniature of the brandy that I had previously found, in the room bar before we headed to the shower."He was first out of the shower and unbeknown to me, he obviously called what were friends, I'll explain as I go along dear".When I reappeared he. Do not commit to anyone or anything. See who is out there. Take all your opportunities. When the time comes, then you’ll know.”“You’re right, Squirt, you’re right.”“Of course I am!”Smug. Just as she always was.“Steph, Jennifer said that we needed to find a way to be together for several days when it’s time, so we can talk everything through.”“Talk?” she giggled.“Yes, we’ll screw a lot, but we’ll also talk.”“Hmm. Maybe Mom and Dad will go away for Spring break next year. They’re doing it this.