WARNING - This book contains steamy romance scenes and is not suitable for all ages. You may be too young or too old to survive this. "That is Nala," Amber told the women. "She is my servant." Amber clapped her hands briskly and gestured for Nala to bring the two women a drink. Debbie saw Nala carefully remove a fancy bottle of tequila. It was made of platinum and white gold and studded with diamonds. The label read Tequila Ley. "It's Pasión Azteca, which is one of the most expensive drinks in the world," Amber told the women with a smile. "A few million just for a single bottle of ultra premium anejo. The diamonds drive the price up, of course." Amber's laugh sounded like little bells tinkling in the air. "Of course, the shot glasses aren't cheap either." Nala poured three shots, her metal chain occasionally clinking as she moved. She placed the shot glasses on the bar table, and then she got on all fours, facing upwards. Amber walked over and poured a line of salt on her tight stomach, from her bosom to her belly button, and stuffed half of a lime in Nala's mouth. Amber licked off the salt near Nala's tits, took her shot, grimaced, and then placed her mouth on Nala's and sucked out some lime juice. "Your turn," she told the girls. Billy Ann went first, licking the salt just above Nala's navel and giving her a long passionate kiss to wash away the taste of alcohol. Debbie went last, licking dangerously close to Nala's private parts and then shoving her tongue desperately in the girl's mouth to get the last of the lime. "Pretty smooth," Debbie said. The girls sat down on a big leather couch with silver and gold pillows and began to talk. After a few minutes, Debbie noticed that both her and Billy Ann's words seemed to be slurring. Her brain seemed slow, it was hard to catch her thoughts. "There was something in that liquor," she tried to whisper to Billy Ann, but she could not get the words to come out right. Debbie tried to stand up, but her legs felt like jelly underneath her. She shrugged. There was nothing to do but give into the intoxication and let the drugs work their way out of her system with time. She saw that Billy Ann and Amber were in a passionate embrace. Amber had mounted Billy Ann and they were making out voraciously. Amber was sucking on Billy Ann's face and neck, and Debbie knew her friend would be covered in small hickies by tomorrow morning. Amber began removing Billy Ann's bra and panties. Debbie's friend seemed weakened, but not unhappy with what was happening to her. Amber removed Billy Ann's shoes last, and began worshipping her feet. She sucked on Billy Ann's toes and licked her soles from top to bottom. She put each foot between her cleavage and rubbed them with her breasts.
About the Author: Olivia Hampshire has written erotic, love stories her entire life. She and her partner live in a wonderful country house in the mountains of Vermont. They enjoy long hikes through the mountains in winter and summer and camping with their 5 children on Vermont's many lakes. Of course, the trips to Manhattan for plays, shopping and mental stimulation cannot be beat.