Chapter Ten
A Deciding Weekend
When we arrived at the restaurant, Marcy and Lisa were already having a drink. As we sat there, they were both intrigued by the bloody spots of each of my thumbs. They enjoyed hearing my tale of singed nuts and a painful dance, as we ate our dinner.
“So, Missy, are you still interested in having s*x with me?” Marcy asked.
“No. I have learned my lesson, but actually I didn’t really care who I screwed, I just wanted to do it again. I was used to having a lot of s*x and orgasms almost every day. Changing my life so drastically was a little hard in the beginning.”
“Well, Missy, you survived your three months of serving the three of us,” Samantha said. “I’ve decided that it is time to take a weekend off. I have a sister, who you haven’t met yet. She lives in
