Any more friends?

"Are there any more friends in your group I should know about?" you ask with a smile.

"Oh, I have plenty...mostly girls that helped me get started in the massage business," Scarlett purrs, "Would you like some introductions?"

You glance at Sabrina to gauge her reaction. She's making a sour face once again, clearly not pleased with the thought of bringing even more....sluts into the picture. You decide to push the buttons a bit more.

"Well as long as Sabrina is okay with it, I'd love to meet a few of them," you respond, "What do you think Sabrina?"

The three of you turn to Sabrina, who is suddenly back in the spotlight. She pauses, unsure what to say. Finally she goes, "I mean I'm not like your girlfriend or anything so I guess its up to you John. I just don't want to really get into a situation with a lot of other people, it might be unsafe and I am not sure I'd be comfortable with that. So I guess...I'm trying to say I suppose that maybe if its more people I'll sit out."

"Fair enough," you say, "I have to say, if I had to choose between a dozen new friends and you Sabrina, I'd probably choose you." Sabrina blushes at this statement, her eyes dropping to the floor.

"Awwww, that is so sweet John," Violet coos.

"Thanks, I appreciate that," Sabrina replies shyly.

"So I guess that means its just me, Sabrina, and whoever passes her vetting process, if anyone," you smile at Sabrina. She blushes but smiles, looking away shyly from your gaze after a couple seconds.

"That's a shame," Scarlett moans in mock disappointment, "You could have so many playthings. Although, none would be as good as me. Isn't that right Sabrina?" Scarlett laughs, enjoying her good-natured fun poking of Sabrina.

You can tell the comment brushes Sabrina the wrong way, and she turns back to you, a look in her eye.