Dinner

Maybe it's not best practice to sleep with every fan you meet. Plus you promised Lyla.. well she promised you.. either way. You three head out. Lyla matching triumphantly in front, beth gliding gracefully behind, and you bringing up the rear.

"Hey Lyla," you ask timidly, "what was with the young girl and the mom?"

Her steps slow, "uhh they just recognize me from other acting gigs is all."

You start to ask again but beth gives a sturn look, beat to drop it.

You all arrive at an incredibly nice restaurant, you all didn't even know each other before tonight there is no way you have reservations and besides you are way under dressed.

"I got this, " Lyla says confidently. "Table for three please, you may recognize us from tonights wheel of futanari." She leans on the booth and stares around.

"Mam please get your arm off. If you don't have a reservation I'm going to have to ask you to leave." The hosts voice is sharp and sturn.

"What umm well you might recognize me from," Lyla lowers her voice, "learning grove.." she sounds ashamed.

"Mam please there are many famous guests here, I'm going to need you to step aside." He replies.

Lyla doesn't look her normal peppy self, a look of self loathing and distain not for him but herself is obvious.

"Ly please," beth cuts in, "allow me. Ahem, three for the chef table. I don't care who is there, ask them to leave and bill our meal to the Mastergates account."

The hosts face contorts into panic, "Mastergates! Mam I'm so sorry if I had known."

"It's perfectly fine, just don't let it happen again." Beths expression now mirrors Lylas of self loathing.

The host shows the three of you to the chef's table. Fancy string music is playing at this white cloth restaurant and eyes stare at Beth as you pass.

"Im going to use the bathroom," Lyla declares almost as soon as you sit.

Without her at the table there is a prolonged silence, you decide to cut it.

"I'm sorry I didn't pick you.." you had felt guilty about this and clearly beth was someone of importance.

"Oh no no, I quite like you for Lyla. She's very taken with you, I just couldn't help shoot my shot. I have butlers for that sort of thing but often it's nice to pleasure someone who isn't being paid to do it or after money." Beth says all this matter of fact and for the first time you feel she's warmed up to you.

"So you're rich? Then why do the show?" You ask.

"Profoundly so, sometimes my family is considered.. distant from the community. Beth isn't my real name, the show is my exciting way to experience common life without.. all the fuss." Beth repeats this as if it's not her first time explaining it. "Lyla and I met in grade school and she talked me into it. Got her the first acting gig she had. A children's show called the learning grove. Wants to be taken seriously now as an actress but I can't convince her to.." she drifts off for a minute, "tone it down. Somehow.. you did that though."

"Oh that's rough," you reply empathically.

"Everything she does is with such.. enthusiasm. Acting, friendly, sex.." she trails off again. "She'll never get roles if she can't be calm."

"I like how excited she is!" You respond honestly.

"Doug, if she had gotten the sex on the tortoise and hare skit it would of been quick frantic trusting followed by a sad finish. You have to have range. Did you not enjoy what I did?"

You blush, "yes.. alot."

"Now imagine I slowly speed up, each trust gaining momentum, every inch making you scream." Beth's words arose you. "Gotta be able to do both."

"Lyla can do both I'm sure of it," you retort red in the face.

"Prove it."