“Because I’m her best woman. It’s my duty.”
“Is it gonna be like this?”
The other woman was completely naked on the table by now, her eyes boring into Adele’s as she smiled sheepishly at Ms. Tits. “Definitely not. She’s a woman of more refined tastes… I hope.” She swallowed hard.
Jamie was left alone in the room again after the hottie left, and Adele announced she needed “to tinkle.”That is such an Adele thing to say.
Jamie slumped against the couch, sighing. This didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy her bachelorette party. Unfortunately, all Jamie could think about was that going home and boning her fiancée sounded a bit too good.She’ll still fuck me if I’m drunk, right?Probably not. Etta was too moral for that. Sober Jamie appreciated it. Drunk Jamie wanted her torot.
“Aw, someone is passing out.” Two figures wandered in. “Here I was hoping this place would be empty. Oh, well, I’ll take you home with me later.”
Another woman giggled.
“Help me get her up. She needs to get in a cab. With her mother.”
“The old lady slapping some guy’s ass with one of those Dildo Monster things?”
“The very one.”
Jamie was hoisted off the couch, one arm swinging around each woman’s shoulders. One was considerably taller than the other and had to bend down to help. “She’s fun. If I ever get married, make sure she’s invited. Don’t know if I want the gal who put this together throwing my bachelorette party, though. Might be too wild.”
“Especially if it’s women instead of men, right?”
Jamie recognized the soft white fabric and black piping of Eve’s suit.That must be Natasha.They were not her most conventional friends, but they seemed pretty trustworthy. Jamie closed her eyes and decided to put her drunken fate in their hands. Until they found her uproarious mother, anyway.
“Whoa!”
They were passing through the massage room, which had earlier been closed off to everyone… except for the two going at it in one of the chairs.
“Good… good for her,” Jamie said, watching as an oblivious Adele went to pound town with Ms. Tits. “She got a nice ass, huh?”
The other women were too stunned to vacate. “That is a nice one,” someone said.
“This is the most beautiful display of homosexual affection I have ever seen,” said Eve.
Adele wailed as orgasm crashed over her, and the escort was more than happy to join her in Climax City.
“Okay, we gotta go.”
“Only if you promise to do that to me later.”
“Did I ordid I notbuy more Pussy Percolators than Gwenyth? In every color!”
Jamie was dragged out of the massage lounge and through the front bar, where they collected Luna and paid their respects to hostess Seena and her new pal Nala. “Do you need help?” Seena asked, pulling out a phone.
“No, no, we’ll get her a cab and then go ourselves. Thanks for the party.”
Luna was sober enough to help her daughter into the back of a cab and give the driver the address to the manor. Jamie gestured to her purse, where her mother found a wallet full of enough cash to get them home. “Thank you, girls, for helping us out here,” Luna said, mostly to Eve, who leaned through the open window. “I can take it from here.”
Eve waved before backing away. Jamie waved back. She looked into Eve’s sleepy face and into Natasha’s…
Uh…
That was not Natasha. At all.
“Bye, Jamie!” The face became blurrier as Jamie almost knocked herself out. The cab began to pull away. “Give Ms. Coleman my regards!”
“Mom,” Jamie mumbled. “Who is that?”
