Tricia, another like Leigh

A quiet, stern man named Andres brought a small young woman with him. Her name is Tricia, and Leigh is pretty sure she's Asian - Thai or Vietnamese, perhaps. She's barely five feet tall, with small breasts and long, straight hair, and she seems much more comfortable with her nudity than Leigh is (though Leigh has loosened up over the course of the party).

Both have spent time at the sides of their masters, but they've also gotten plenty of time to wander, and have gravitated to chatting with each other several times throughout the evening. Tricia carries herself with a confidence that Leigh finds alluring, and she keeps finding herself staring at the smaller woman. And it's no wonder. Tricia's beauty is obvious. Her face is classically proportioned and adorned in eyeliner and bright red lipstick. Her dark nipples are pierced, as are her belly button and her clitoral hood, which is quite visible as her pubic area is waxed. Small as her body is, she has a round little ass topped with back dimples. Tricia is fucking hot.

She's also very interesting. She knows these people, having been sworn to Andres for a year or more, so she helps Leigh get her bearings. She's got a background in architecture, so she happily chats about Aaron's house and grounds, and listens to Leigh telling her about the weird quirks of the houses in her hometown.

"Why did you decide to become Andres' ****?" Leigh asks, very curious about her new friend.

Tricia laughs. She gestures at her piercings. "I didn't pay for any of these. I didn't pay for the Bentley I rode here in, or the driver's salary, or the dress or heels I'll wear to dinner with my master later, or the steak I'll have for dinner. I haven't paid for anything in over a year. I get fucked all the time. I get to show my body off on nights like this. I get praise and compliments, and I get to live in a mansion without worrying about the heating bill. Why wouldn't I be his ****, you know?"

Leigh nods. "That's fair. I...I want to be more adventurous, and that stuff sounds appealing, but it's still very new. I'm still figuring it all out."

"Totally fine, sweetheart. It's not for everybody. But hey, you seem pretty comfortable with your tits out in front of all of Aaron's friends the day you met him, so I get the feeling you're going to be just fine. You haven't signed anything yet, right?"

Leigh shakes her head.

"Well, once you're both sure this relationship is going to work out, I'm sure the two of you will sit down and agree on a contract. Whether that contract feels right in your gut will be your answer. If this is the life for you, and if Aaron is the master for you, you'll feel sure and confident and happy as you sign your name."

Leigh smiles. "I've had a lot of fun so far. It's...promising."

"Tell you what," Tricia says. "What do you say I ask Andres to invite Aaron and you to dinner? Maybe it'd be good to see another master-**** couple interacting, and just get a chance to practice your role in public, as well as ask a few questions?"

"That could be good."

Tricia swims over to her master, they chat briefly, and then Andres wades to Aaron, who is sitting on the edge of the pool, and whispers to him. Aaron looks over at Leigh, smiles, then nods to Andres. Tricia gives Leigh a thumbs-up and a big grin.