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"Hey," I say to Dave, "We should talk about the app."

"Good idea," says Dave. He pushes Brooke off of him, then comes over to sit next to me on the couch. He says, "Okay ladies, massage time."

Still smiling, but I can tell now that it is at least a little ****, both of his girls get up and go behind the couch. Rosa starts massaging Dave's shoulders and Bree gets to work on mine. This is one situation where I'd actually prefer the bigger girl with stronger hands, but it's fine. Meanwhile, Brooke comes over and stands close to me. She tries to stare at my feet like a good servant, but she can't help glancing up at me with little loving glances. I don't think she minded fucking Dave since it was for my amusement, but my cock is the one she needs.

"You did good, slut," I say to Brooke. "The adults are going to talk now. Go to the kitchen until I call for you."

"Yes, sir!" Brooke gives me the most earnest smile, happy to be getting orders from me again, and runs off.

"Sorry about that," I tell Dave. "She doesn't know I captured her with an app. I don't think she'll be able to care after a few more days of training, but for right now I'd like to avoid talking about it in front of her."

"Alright, that's the first thing I've got to ask you about. How do you get your girls so lovey-dovey and eager? I just order them to smile and look happy, but they never look at me with lust the way that Prof. Barnes looks at you."

"You noticed that, huh?"

"Dude, she's not good at hiding it. I suspected someone had caught her, but when Brooke asked you out the same day that someone convinced Prof. Barnes to mess up my grade, it became obvious who had the app in our class. So come on, how do you get your girls so well behaved?"

I start at the beginning with Binita and explain my process. I even show him some before and after pictures of how much Binita has shaped up physically since I caught her. I explain how capturing Caitlin was a happy accident, then I tell him how I was so horny on our date that I released her in exchange for a blowjob.

He reaches over and smacks the back of my head.

"Ow! Dude, it's not a problem! I have a ton of **** photos of her!"

"Get more, you idiot! What the fuck were you thinking? You don't unmatch girls!"

"Alright, fine! Don't worry about it, **** got her doing the training and she's so into me now that she's begging for me to match her again. I'll sort it out!"

He smacks me in the back of the head again just to emphasize how stupid he thinks I am, and then I continue. Such a fucking overreaction! I mention Freya, and I tell him that I tried speeding up the training with more edging and it didn't work, but I don't go into details about how bad it went. I don't need him getting all judgmental over my mistakes. I explain how I used Caitlin to get Brooke, and how I used a new perk to really improve her training.

"God, that sounds like a great perk," says Dave. "I'll have to start my ladies on your training regimen, but it would be nice to have a perk that helped like that one. So far all I've got is the Safety Lock."

"So you only have two girls?"

He nods. "Yeah, I just got the app a couple of weeks ago. There aren't that many girls to choose from now as other guys hoover them up. The guy who explained the app to me has, like, thirty."

"Holy shit!" I yell. "Now that's a fucking harem! I don't know, though, isn't that too much? I can't even imagine trying to manage that many hot girls!"

Dave shakes his head. "They're not all hot. He has maybe two hot ones. The rest are just random chicks who swiped right. He has them working fourteen hour days in this t-shirt printing business he started. The dude is basically running a sweat shop!"

"Yeah, but he must have a ton of perks!"

"Five."

"What?" I ask, confused. "No, you get a new perk after every girl, so he should have around thirty."

Dave shakes his head. "Nope. The perks cap out at five. So pick carefully."

"Shit," I mutter. "God, I was really hoping to get a ton more perks so I could capture a 10. There's one girl named Sabra who just won't get out of my head. I swiped on her awhile ago, but she didn't bite, and I desperately want another chance at her. She was fucking gorgeous, and she had the most incredible body, with tits even bigger than Rosa's despite being nowhere near Rosa's size!"

Normally you'd expect a girl like Rosa to get upset about that kind of comment, but now she can't say shit! It is so nice being able to talk about a girl's body honestly.

Except that she does say something. "Are you talking about Sabra Ancel?"

Dave and I turn around and look behind us at Rosa. I say, "Who?"

"Sabra Ancel. She's an instamodel."

"Show us," says Dave.

Rosa stops massaging Dave's shoulders and walks around the couch to get her jeans. She fishes her phone out of her pocket and does a quick search. After a couple of seconds she turns the phone around and shows us a picture from instagram.

It's her. It's Sabra. And now I know enough about her to find out more.