Chapter Nine
I still did my best to dress as stylishly as possible, choosing a loose summer frock (since my usual weekend casual wear of tight Levis to show off my carefully sculpted ass would have been unbearable on that poor inflamed part). I did in fact eschew underwear, taking quite seriously Dev's promise of my impending nakedness in the presence of whomever it was who ran the establishment we were patronizing. He seemed to like this, happily groping my t**s and cunt and bringing me to the brink of orgasm several times as he drove his Tesla north to the City. There he guided us through the relatively empty Sunday morning streets to a pleasant three-story Craftsman style house in Pac Heights. He entered a code in the keypad next to the garage, and we parked inside in one of several em
