Let's get some sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow!

Angela stirred from where she sat. Louise gently nudged her. "You gonna let your sister get up? As sexy as she is, I don't think she's as comfortable on her knees as I am." Louise was proud that she only blushed a little bit at that admission.

"Wha?", Angela was slow on the uptake. Realizing what Louise was talking about, she jumped. "Shit! Sorry! Beth, get up! You can talk! My bad! I got distracted by all the.. uh... you know." Sheepishly, she couldn't meet her twin's gaze.

"It's OK. I didn't mind. It was... interesting.", Bethany replied. "It wasn't unpleasant, although much longer and I think my legs and feet would have completely fallen asleep. As it is, I've definitely got some pins and needles in my feet." Grimacing, she put her hand on Angela's shoulder and leaned on her twin while lifting and shaking first one foot and then the other.

"Say what?" All eyes returned to Sage.

"What do you mean, the schedule changed?"

"I heard you, Phyllis. I am just wondering how the schedule got changed when I'm the only one who can change it!"

"NO! This isn't a test! This is a legitimate inquiry from me, to you, where I am asking how MY schedule, where I laid out in painstaking detail how the first day was to go. It has loosely resembled my plan, but with a live show, that's to be expected. But the end of the night should be the easiest part to script. Why is that changed?"

"Again, Phyllis, I really don't have the answer. That is why I am asking YOU, as this was your task. I am telling you that I DIDN'T FUCKING MAKE ANY CHANGES. And since I didn't make any changes, I am asking if YOU made any changes."

"Huh. Wait a second. Someone is beeping in, which shouldn't be possible. I'll call you back."

"Whoever this is-"

"Uhh.. No Sir. No problem at all."

"Yes, Sir."

"No, Sir."

"No, Sir."

"Yes, Sir."

"Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir."

"No, Sir. It's no problem at all. I love a good mystery as much as the next girl."

"Very good, Sir. You too."

"...."

"Phyllis? That was Production. Plan's changed. Just roll with it."

Sage took a second to collect herself. Fuck me but every time the Producers call, I never know if it's to cancel me or not. Holy shit am I glad they just wanted to rearrange my itinerary. Sage cleared her throat. "So! Our plan has changed juuuust a smidge. Tonight, Everyone will be sleeping in their own cabins. Tomorrow morning, you will all be participating in a morning of something kind of like speed dating with the Master. He will select from that process who he will spend the evening with. That decision will be announced at dinner. During the afternoon, everyone will have free run of the entire camp. There is boating, an Olympic size pool, archery, a ropes course, arts and crafts, various hiking trails, one of which leads to an absolutely gorgeous waterfall, mountain biking, and more. I will say this just once so that there will be ZERO misunderstandings... If you try to sneak off for the purposes of escaping, I WILL FUCK YOU UP. After the excitement from earlier this evening, additional safeguards have been put into place. No, I will not share them with you. Yes, they are magical. They are in fact capable of detecting intent, so feel free to explore to your hearts' content. As long as you are not actively trying to escape or run away, no harm will come to you. There are some truly wonderful sights to behold here in the woods. But seriously, don't try me. In case you've forgotten, there is always someone watching. It will go poorly for you."

Brushing her hands off and clapping them together, Sage's demeanor brightened. "So! with that little bit of unpleasantness out of the way, that's all the scheduled activities for tonight. Head back to your cabins. Doors will lock in 30 minutes. On other nights, you might have other sleeping arrangements, but for tonight, I expect everyone to be in their assigned cabins. Off you pop!" The assembled women began shuffling towards the exit. Sage scooted forward and laid a hand on Dave's shoulder. "Hold back for a minute, dear", she murmured.

Glancing over his shoulder at her with a neutral expression, Dave gave a small nod. As the last of the group left the room, without turning around, Dave asked, "So what now? What terrible thing are you about to inflict on me or them next?"

"Now Dave! If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to hurt my feelings!" Sage affected a pouting expression. "But to answer your question, I am inflicting absolutely nothing on either you or your harem. They are going to their cabins and you to yours. What I WILL tell you is that your TV offers a live feed to each girl 24/7."

"Goddamnit Sage! Why would you tell me that? Don't you think that their autonomy and privacy have been violated enough?", Dave exclaimed. "I'll play your fucking game. Lou and Jane talked with me. I don't really know how much of that is actually them or you fucking with their minds. I guess it doesn't make a fucking difference now does it? They'll never be like they used to be." Dave grew somber. Then a flash of anger crossed his face. "And what the fuck was that with Louise? I thought she was having a stroke or something! Why did you have to fuck with her memories? Isn't what you've done enough?"

"Dave, Dave, Dave. Firstly, no. Privacy is a thing of the past, my boy. Soon enough, you'll forget all about the audience. Secondly, I am thrilled that those two had that little tet a tet with you. And I am even happier that you apparently listened. I tried to tell you the same thing. If you want to help them, you're gonna have to do stuff with them. And by "stuff", I mean sex. Fuck them. Let them throw themselves face-first onto your cock. Introduce some of them to a woman's touch. Or mouth!" Sage winked as she said that last. "But participation is the key. And no. This is the new normal. One day, I promise you're gonna thank me. Which brings us to Louise." Sage stopped walking, gently grabbing Dave's bicep and turning him to face her. "The alternative for Louise was immediate elimination for cheating."

"WHAT!??" Dave was outraged. "She didn't do anything..." Dave trailed off. "OK. Other than the dinner thing, which you punished her for, by the way, she didn't fucking cheat! She's not that kind of person!"

"I should have phrased that differently. The System flagged it. She got bonuses for first-time performance for things that were NOT firsts for either her or you. Funny thing about our scorekeeping. Because of vast cosmic forces that are beyond your understanding, suffice to say, that once points are given, they can't be taken away. FUTURE actions may negatively affect VP scores, but we can't go back and edit scoring. So, this was the best thing we could do. It didn't hurt her. It didn't change her. She just no longer has any memories of you in the sack. It is actually the most fair thing we could do. I'm going to submit a proposal to make this a standard package going forward, actually. You don't have any sexual history with any of the other women here. How unfair is it if she comes in knowing all the buttons to push, even if she hasn't bothered pushing them much in the last eight years or so? And think of it from this angle... The first time you and she get together for some proper sexy time, you're gonna rock her world, because you haven't forgotten any of what makes her tick. She's gonna cum her fucking brains out and believe you're the greatest lover ever. You lucky dog, you." Sage punched his shoulder. "Incidentally, I have taken the liberty of turning fertility off for all of you while you're here. It can be turned back on, but I'll need to be convinced by both parties. Now, head on inside. You'll find the remote is quite intuitive. It'll tune to whatever or whoever you want to watch. Also, in the DVR menu, you'll find virtually every season of Harem Hotel commercial-free, and ready to stream. Coincidentally, all the girls have access to that same DVR library as well."

With a start, Dave realized that they were standing outside his camp residence. What? Did she magic us over here? Shaking his head, Dave walked up the steps to the front porch.

"Get some rest tonight, Dave. Tomorrow is a big day. You'll have to pick the best speed date and you'll spend the evening with that girl. Then, the day after tomorrow, everyone will have free time until midafternoon. There will be another challenge followed by yet another round of transformations. That night's partner for you is still up in the air. It will be your second place speed date choice or the winner of the competition. You'll have to decide. Just know that before you share a night with a girl just the two of you for a second time, you'll have to have spent a night with all the girls in some combination or permutation thereof. Understood? Good. Ta ta! Sweet dreams!" And with a wink, she vanished.

Sighing and shaking his head, Dave continued on inside and was unsurprised to find a liquor cabinet stocked with his favorite whiskeys. Pouring himself a healthy splash of bourbon over a gigantic ice sphere, Dave collapsed in an overstuffed leather easy chair and held his drink to his forehead. "Fucking hell. What a day." Taking a sip, he contemplated the remote in his hand.

In the cabin of the Bald Beavers...

Jane flopped on the bed. "What a fucking day. This is not how I envisioned finding out that Magic was real."

Louise barked a laugh from her seat in one of the armchairs. "Yeah... I feel a little cheated. Where was the fucking Sorting Hat? Because if Sage had put that thing on my head, it wouldn't have put me in this cabin!" As if realizing what she had just said, Louise clapped a hand to her mouth with a moan. "Why am I telling you shit like this? I mean, there's two of us, and one bathroom, and I'm no stranger to locker rooms and changing in front of people, but why did I just announce that I have a bush?" Looking over at Jane as she sprawled on the bed, Louise tried to vocalize her thoughts. "Does it feel weird? You know? The shit she did up here?" Louise gestured at her own temple. "Like, I feel like I should know certain things, and I don't. I can't remember a single time Dave kissed me." She angrily swiped a tear from her eye. "The only kiss I remember is one I gave him after..."

"You blew him", Jane filled in. "Hey, look at me, Louise", Jane said, getting up and walking over to squat in front of the taller woman. Taking Louise's hands, Jane made eye contact. "I'm glad you did. You have nothing to be ashamed of. It was bound to happen at some point. Of all the women here, you and I know him the best. I'd go as far as saying that we might know the same amount about him, but in different areas. We're all going to have to do stuff with him. Probably with each other. I feel like both of those statements should bother me. But they don't. I gotta tell you. They make me hot. I have been wet ever since Brewer came boo-hooing to me wanting me to tell him he's not a bad boy for doing what you wanted and fucking your mouth." Jane shifted from her haunches to her knees. "Fucking hell. How do people stay squatted down like that for so long? Where was I? Oh yeah. He wanted some kind of absolution. You know what I'm talking about." She watched the other woman nod along, smiling faintly. "I'll tell you what I told him. I told him that I wasn't going to tell him it was OK. That I was only disappointed that I didn't get to watch." Louise blushed prettily, but her eyes remained locked on Jane's. "I told him that I thought it was hot. That I might want to give that a try." She gave Louise a sly wink. "Maybe you can give me some pointers?"

Louise realized that she was smiling back at Jane and nodding. "Maybe in a second, chica", Jane continued, bringing Louise back to the conversation. "He told me some of what you said. The important shit, not the personal you and him stuff. You and I appear to be on the same page. I'm sure that mental fuckery Sage has done to us is playing a hand in it, but fuck me if I can recognize it in the moment. It's only after the fact that I can spot something and say, 'That is something I wouldn't normally say or think.' But you and I both told him similar things. He's gotta play the game, no matter how fucked up it is. We, all of us, have to play this game. I have no desire to find out how a negative outcome looks. I told him, just like you did", Jane gave the other woman's hands a friendly squeeze. "I told him that what you did tonight was just the beginning. That the only way out was through. That he needed to use us. To objectify us. To do whatever wild and depraved shit came to mind, because we NEED him to. Does that ring any bells?" Jane looked expectantly at Louise.

"Yeah", came the whispered reply. Louise was conflicted. On the one hand, Jane was trying to have a serious, no-shitter of a conversation with potentially life-altering consequences. On the other, The casual way Jane could talk about what Louise had done in the dark of the hallway, how she could so cavalierly talk about David fucking her, and using her, and objectifying her was doing some serious things to her arousal levels. No, that wasn't accurate. This talk had made her wet. Louise could scarcely remember being more turned on. Bitterly, she recalled that Sage had taken most of her sexual memories. Who knew if she had been this turned on before? Certainly not Louise. She smiled at the thought. Smiling is better than crying.

Seeing the sad look in Louise's eyes along with the smile on the other woman's face, Jane was able to put the pieces together and guess at what the other woman was thinking. "You thinking about your memories?" Jane asked gently. If nothing else, the last five or so years dealing with primarily female victims, usually victims of sexual assaults, had greatly honed her bedside manner.

"Yeah." Louise closed her eyes, took a deep breath and let it out. Opening her eyes, she locked gazes with Jane. "Well, not just that. The first thought I had was that I was fucking wet. You got me thinking about the hallway. It was hot. You know, with that princess transformation thing, I -", she swallowed. "I cum if I make my partner cum with my mouth. It said it was increased if it was with David. Jane, I nearly passed out. I don't know for sure if I've ever had an orgasm like that, but I can tell you that I'm pretty sure that I haven't. And then, I thought about how thanks to the memory thing, I'll never know." She looked down. Jane saw a tear form in the other woman's eye and slowly run down Louise's cheek.

Acting before the thought could fully process, Jane leaned forward and kissed the other woman's cheek where the tear was. Opening her eyes, Jane saw the startled expression on Louise's face. Jane smiled. "That's one way to think about it, for sure. But have you considered this? Moving forward, it's pretty much guaranteed that sex with Dave is gonna be fucking awesome. Sage seems to have set it up that way. I considered fighting it, but when it feels so good to give in, why fight the inevitable. Especially when the inevitable feels so", leaning in, Jane brushed the lightest of kisses against the other woman's slightly parted lips. "Good." Jane had scarcely felt so alive before. In one sense, this moment with Louise, that little kiss on the cheek and the smallest brush of lips was far more intimate than when Angela had been kissing Jane's other lips. Jane felt a sensation she hadn't experienced in some time. Butterflies. Why am I so nervous? Did I just make things super awkward? But she said SHE was wet and horny too-

Jane's train of thought was interrupted as Louise placed a hand on each of Jane's cheeks and leaned in and firmly kissed her. As if it was the most natural thing, both women's mouths opened and their tongues began dancing, finding a rhythm in tune with the beating pulses of the two of them. Feeling slightly awkward from her elevated position, Louise slid from the couch to her knees, mirroring Jane's position. Coming up for air, both women separated and looked at each other hungrily. "Fuck, that was-" Jane started to say.

"So good", Louise interrupted. Reaching for Jane's hands, Louise held them and for the first time felt uncertain. "Jane, I", she started.

"Louise. Lou-", Jane said at the same time. Chuckling, Jane gave Louise's hands a reassuring squeeze. "You go. Whatever you need to say, I promise that it's OK."

Louise smiled gratefully at the shorter, darker woman. "I know that I've never done this before. At least, I know I never did before David, or after..." Her face clouded briefly. Shutting her eyes tightly and giving her head a small shake, she re-opened her eyes and met Jane's gaze. I'm pretty sure that what I DO remember of my time with David, something like this never happened."

"Can confirm", Jane supplied with a grin. At the other woman's questioning look, she briefly explained. "Look, you spend 8 hours a day 5 days a week in a car with someone for years and eventually everything gets talked about." At the apprehensive look on Louise's face, Jane hastened to add. "Never specifics from him about you. Never. He told me he respected you too much to share specifics." Seeing the relieved and grateful look in Louise's eyes, Jane continued. "That said, we did talk in generalities about what we found hot, what was a turn-off, bedroom bucket list stuff, the wildest shit we'd ever done. Stuff like that. I can say that watching you with another woman was 100% on his wish list." Jane grinned at Louise. "So, Detective Doctor Louise, your analysis of the evidence is on point. You were saying before I so rudely interrupted you?"

"Umm", Louise felt like she had a lot to unpack there. "Uh, yeah. So, yeah. Like I was saying, I've never done this before."

"What? been a contestant on an intergalactic magic reality sex comedy show?" Jane couldn't help herself. She burst out laughing at her own joke.

"Well... yes. That too", Louise allowed while she chuckled. "But what I was trying to say, Miss Sexy Detective, is that I've never done this before and I'm not really sure how to uh... do this?" Louise was proud that she was able to maintain eye contact with Jane.

Jane smiled. "What, I get my pussy licked one time and suddenly I'm an expert?"

Louise grinned back. "You know more than I do. Can I tell you something? When you told her to play with herself, that was when I first started thinking about what I talked to David about. About how we all are going to have to get with the program. And I have to tell you, it was so hot. Like, I'm pretty sure I left a wet spot in that chair." Louise blushed and looked down. "I definitely wondered what it felt like." She stiffened and slapped her forehead. "Shit! What time is it?"

Confused, Jane looked around and finally spotted a tacky clock on the wall. It was a naked man and his dick was apparently the hour hand. "Uh... looks like its around 10:30. Why?"

Nodding to herself, Louise looked back to Jane. "Are we doing this? You know, uh..."

"Hooking up?", Jane supplied. "If we're not, I'm about to take a long shower and see if any of those shower heads are detachable. And I'm going to try to get everyone to call you 'Clam-Jammer'."

Louise looked shocked and then snorted a laugh. "Somehow, that makes this so much easier. I need you to stand up, get those shorts and that thong off and spread your legs. I owe two more oral orgasms before midnight, and if you don't mind, I'd just as soon not have to leave our cabin tonight."

Oh shit. This is happening. Jane felt arousal course through her body. Her nipples were begging for touch. Her pussy was soaking through her thong. It ached with need. Trying to think clearly through the haze of lust clouding her brain, Jane grabbed Louise's hand. "You sure? We could, you know, 69? I don't want you to be left out."

"Don't you remember? When you cum, I cum. This is the win-win. So get that pussy in front of me before I lose my nerve!" Blushing, Louise stood up and hurriedly stripped off. Seeing the look Jane threw her way, she shrugged, affecting nonchalance that she most certainly didn't feel. "It's only fair. Besides, It's not like I haven't seen yours before." Dear God, where did I get so brazen? Did I talk to David like this? Would he like it if I did? Resolving to find out, Louise watched hungrily as the shorter woman disrobed. Self-consciously, she ran her fingers through the dark strip of hair on her mons. She shaves. Should I? Which does David like better? Again, cursing Sage, Louise lamented the loss of her sexual memories of Dave.

Seeing Louise playing with her little landing strip and following the taller woman's gaze, Jane reached out and covered Louise's hand with hers. "Your pussy is really pretty. I don't think you have anything to worry about. I almost never shave. I was actually getting ready for a date when all this happened. In a fit of optimism, I shaved my pussy thinking that I might get lucky. I thought a 70's bush might scare him away." She laughed, and slid her hand lower, until her fingers were resting against the wet slit of the other woman. Sliding a finger inside, Jane grinned at the other woman's wide-eyed stare. "I know enough about Brewer to know he's gonna have NO problems with this little peach." And gently wiggling her finger and slowly drawing it out and up, just barely grazing the other woman's clit, eliciting a needy moan, Jane slid her finger, covered in Louise's juices into her mouth and made a show out of licking it clean. "And Papi is gonna love how you taste, chica."

Consumed with lust, Louise lunged forward, kissing the other woman, desperately seeking Jane's tongue, in search of any remnants of her own essence. Taking advantage of her free hands, she cupped the shorter woman's breasts. They were weighty, firm, responsive. Using the shorter woman's breasts like handles, Louise slowly spun the two of them around and slowly walked the other woman back until Jane's knees came in contact with the seat of the armchair. Jane allowed herself to sit down. Louise followed her down, never breaking the lip lock she had on Jane. As Jane sat, Louise straddled Jane's thigh, balancing most of her weight on her knees, but maintaining contact between her pussy and the seated woman's leg. Louise switched her hands from cupping the Latia's breasts to rubbing her thumbs on the thick nipples of the darker woman. Jane let out a moan and scooted her butt forward until her own pussy made contact with the knee of the kneeling Louise. The two women ground themselves against the other's leg, Jane's hands now seeking out and finding Louise's breasts. Jane marveled at the feel. Smaller than her own. So different in feel. Diamond-hard nipples.

Breaking the kiss, Jane leaned forward and captured one of Louise's nipples in her mouth. Where Jane's nipples were a brown bordering on chocolate-colored, Louise's were a bright carnation pink. Jane used one hand to gently squeeze and roll the nipple of Louise's other breast between her fingers. With her other hand, she managed to slide it under the kneeling woman's pussy that was currently humping Jane's leg, greatly aided by the generous lubrication that Louise's pussy was producing. The reaction was instant. Louise stiffened and clutched Jane's head to her chest, while her hips' back and forth action sped up. Grinning around the moaning dentist's nipple, Jane cheekily slid two fingers inside Louise while making slow, gentle circles around Louise's clit, which was now visible as the blood flow to her pussy had given all of the surrounding tissue a flushed tone.

"Ohhhhmygod!" The sound was drawn involuntarily from Louise. She could no more resist moaning than she could stop breathing. Gently holding the seated woman's head, Louise gently pushed Jane back from her breast. "Oh you naughty bitch!" Later, Louise would blush at the things that she had said to Jane, but in the moment, some unknown woman who looked and sounded like Louise was in charge of her speech centers. As Jane had felt Louise pushing her back, she had ever so gently bitten down on the distended nipple that she had been lashing with her tongue. As Louise pushed Jane back, she endured the pleasurable agony as her nipple stretched and stretched before springing back to her breast, with an enticing jiggle. Reaching down, Louise captured Jane's hand as it had continued its **** on her soaking pussy. Gently extracting Jane's hand, Louise used her other hand to separate Jane's middle and ring fingers. Slowly, deliberately, she sucked the fingers clean, one after the other, staring Jane in the eye the entire time. As soon as Louise released Jane's thumb, which was also shiny from her ministrations to Louise's clit, Jane lurched forward and in a reversal of roles, battled Louise's tongue for every drop of flavor.

Pushing back from Jane, Louise found that the two of them were panting for breath. Ravenous for more, but remembering her own obligations, Louise again leaned forward and captured the other woman's lips in a tender kiss. Breaking the kiss, and leaning forward until their foreheads were touching, Louise gently caressed Jane's cheek. "That felt really good. Amazing. Some time, I'd really like to pick up and see where this goes. But for now, I have a job to do." Giggling, she leaned in for another quick kiss. "Actually, I have TWO jobs to do." Grinning wickedly, she pushed herself back as she planed her feet on the floor. Finding them irresistible, Louise leaned in and latched on to one of Jane's chocolate nipples while her hand roughly squeezed and rolled the Latina's nipple.

"Oh shit! Just like that!", Jane groaned. Grinning evilly, Louise decided that payback was a dish best served hot, and as she slowly sank to her knees in front of the other woman, she maintained her grip on the other woman's nipple with her teeth. "Who's the naughty bitch now?", Jane groaned in a euphoric state of mingled pleasure and pain. Taking pity on her victim, Louise let go of the other woman's nipple and quickly gave it a gentle squeeze. Winking at Jane, Louise looked to the juncture of the other woman's legs. Louise had seen porn before. She had seen women who, like Jane, had elected for the bald pussy look. But that had always been from across the locker room, or in the showers at the gym or in the dorm. You didn't stare. You didn't gawk. You sure as fuck didn't fucking talk about it. How the hell do you bring that up? 'Hey Alice! Uh.. Nice gash? Looks nice with the hair gone?' Smiling to herself, Louise gently placed the seated woman's knees on her shoulders and pulled her forward in the seat until Jane's bald pussy was right in Louise's face. With Jane's legs spread due to their position on Louise's shoulders, Louise observed the darker woman's lips begin to spread. Louise saw that Jane's labia matched her nipples in color. Louise leaned in and swiped her tongue up the slit of the seated woman. Jane groaned. Wrapping one arm up and over Jane's leg, Louise used her fore- and middle fingers to gently spread the other woman's lower lips. As Jane's pussy opened up, Louise was greeted by the sight of the pink, wet inside of Jane's vagina. Louise marveled at the smoothness of Jane's mons. She leaned in and with broad strokes of her tongue, earnestly began pleasuring her roommate. Jane found her hands wrapped in dark brown hair, involuntarily humping the kneeling woman's face when her tongue found a particularly sensitive spot. Jane's eyes bulged when she felt Louise work first one, then two fingers inside her. Louise, apparently learning from Angela, began curling the fingers inside Jane in a come-hither motion, applying gentle, but steady pressure on that spongy mass of tissue located on the front wall of the other woman's vagina.

"Don't you fucking stop, Tia! Oh fucking fuck! Dios mio!" Jane's speech devolved into grunts, groans, and moans. Louise, for her part, did her best to vary her motions and ministrations. Suddenly, Jane's orgasm was upon her. Groaning out her pleasure, she roughly grabbed her own breasts and pinched, pulled, and mauled her breasts as the orgasm that had been building inside her crested and crashed through her. She felt Louise moan into her pussy as the other woman's transformation triggered and she experienced an orgasm of her own. The vibrations from the other woman's moaning, set off a series of smaller aftershock orgasms. Jane, whose hands had migrated south to hold Louise tight against her pulsing, throbbing center, realized that she had a deathgrip on the other woman's hair. Louise appeared to be in no distress, gently caressing Jane's toned lower belly, lightly grazing it with her fingernails as the muscles underneath spasmed in release. Forcing her cramping hands to let go of her tormenter's hair, Jane put her hands to the side of Louise's head and pulled the woman up as Jane leaned down towards Louise's face, shiny with Jane's juices.

Not hesitating in the least, Jane immediately locked lips with Louise and tried her best to get all of herself off the other woman's tongue. Pulling back, Jane gently licked the other woman's cheeks and lips. "That was amazing. I know it's only my second time, but holy shit, girl. You got a fucking way about you!" Louise blushed, but smiled.

"That was... fun. I enjoyed that. I enjoyed you. It feels good to make you feel good." Louise flushed. "I mean, obviously it felt good at the end, but I mean during. I really felt good making you make that noise. " Louise looked down and mumbled something. Jane reached down with a finger and tilted Louise's head up.

"What was that lover?", Jane asked.

"I - I said you taste good", the embarrassed dentist said.

"Oh mi amor. So do you. So do you." Jane restarted their kiss. Breaking the kiss some time later, Louise gently caressed the other woman's breasts.

"I still need to do that again. You up for round two?", Louise smiled shyly at Jane.

Theatrically, Jane made a show of considering. "I suppose I could fit you in..."

"You bitch!" Laughing, Louise lightly slapped the sitting woman's thigh.

"Kidding! Lo siento! Please, love. Please use that talented mouth and lick my pussy again? Please?" Jane affected a begging tone of voice.

"Because you asked nicely", Louise responded. "Now assume the position!"

Giggling, Jane once again sat back and allowed Louise to lift and spread her legs. What a fucking day!

*****

Meanwhile, in the cabin of the Bearded Clams...