by Drew Sera
I have some money saved, not a lot, but decided to splurge and get Colin the black one and Anthony the dark gray. They seem to like dark colors. I needed to save the rest for the photo book and so I could bid on Anthony’s rope session. There’s probably a snowball’s chance in hell that I’d win, but just in case.
When I opened my purse to pull out my debit card, I found a small bag of M&M’s with a note from Anthony. It had a sun that was wearing sunglasses and it had boxers on and feet. It said, “have fun shopping sunshine, try to find a dress.”
Anthony. He doesn’t say that he loves me, but he leaves me candy and pictures every day. He cares. I know he does. I love him.
So far I had a shirt and a nice photo book in the works for them for Christmas. Gina told me that Matt likes to get her lingerie, kinky outfits and sex toys for Christmas. I laughed when I thought about the looks she’d get from Matt’s parents if she were to accidentally open some kinky outfit in front of them.
Chapter 42
Friday, December 6th
Paul
I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw Blake with Matt’s slut and Everett’s tease. Fucking Everett. The girls have become easy to watch and they’re so predictable. They arrive at the shopping mall around the same time, park in the same spot, and go to the same stores. I’ll see if the pattern continues. Sydney orders the same thing each time; a soda, a bowl of soup and half of a sandwich.
I don’t know why Everett wouldn’t let me play with her. She’s probably something else though if he’s kept her all to himself. I wanted a scene just to get her out of my system. Hear her scream at least once and beg me to stop. But fucking Everett had to embarrass me in front of other Masters, fucking spoiled prick that he is.
I even tried getting Golden Boy Graves to let me partake in a threesome with him and Sydney while Everett was away. I figured he would possibly go for it. I think he’s lost without a threesome partner. Maybe he needs that second dick around. Everett most certainly is a dick.
I shook my head while I watched those two fucking girls sitting there with Blake. I used to respect Blake but after he terminated my membership that went right out the door. He and I had been friends for close to thirty years. He threw away thirty years because of the altercation I had with Graves. I hated Blake just like I hated Everett and the Golden Boy. On second thought, I couldn’t hate anyone more than Everett. All his money, his business, huge fucking house, fancy cars, the circle of friends and anything in the world he wanted. He’d get his.
They’d all get theirs.
Coming Fall 2016…
Book Three in The Everett Gaming Series:
Ours
By
Drew Sera
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