It is a text message from my Mistress. My hands shake as I press the key to open the message. Hoping, yet fearful. Is she messaging me to say it is th...rough? Is she letting me know that she no longer desires my service, or is it another command? I say a short prayer hoping for the latter. I nervously open the message box and read, "Come to 1589 Sycamore Street by 2:00 today. Wash and Shave completely. And I mean – COMPLETELY.” My heart leaps as I realize I am to serve her again. She is not. "I just needed cock again!" she whispered in my ear. "I really think I love cock!"My head began to spin. Am I breaking up their relationship? This wasn't my fault, I was tricked and Autumn wanted Andi to try a cock> I can't happen if she ended up loving cock.I was about to open my mouth to say something when Andi leaned in and kissed me, her tongue shoved into my mouth. She kissed me more passionately than anyone had in years. She hips rocked, her ass cheeks slapping my lap."Hey thats loud" I. Cutty Sark, please. Neat.” I was my usual tipple and I already anticipated the vanilla sweetness and gently spiced malt on my tongue. Receiving the drink in a tumbler with a long straw to facilitate furry drinking, I glanced at the crowd. Around half were standing or sitting around the bar, catching up. The others were either dancing in small groups or clustered in hugs. It was early evening and the bustle was still reserved and subdued. I spotted Lily first, dancing with a couple of others. ”“Mmmmmm. From sheer pleasure. Was I out for long?”“Just long enough for me to get you to bed and strip you naked.”“I thought it felt chilly.”“Now we’re going to get warm again,” Chris said easing the jeans and her underwear over her curvy hips. Bet’s eyes took in her body.“Bald?”“Uh-huh! I like to feel it naked.”“Does it feel nice?”“You tell me.”Bet reached out a trembling hand and gently touched the soft mound. She spread her fingers and ran them over the spot and then slid her hand.