even if it seemed unnecessary. It was necessary. They didn’t
usually talk about things like this. She had to make sure
Coralyn was doing okay, or at the very least, that she was
going through the motions, because she didn’t know how to
ask.
“We can talk about how you’re going to finish eating and
then you’re going to get up on this table and spread your legs
to let me see how wet that gorgeous pussy is. How wet it’s
been all through dinner. How you’ve been wet all day thinking
about coming here.”
“Hmm.” Coralyn cocked her head in thought, being overly
dramatic in her consideration of that. “I was actually thinking
that we could take a shower. Or that you might want to be
naked too. And have pleasure. I don’t know how you can do
those things to me and not, well…”
Because she was skillful and adept at getting herself off
after Coralyn was gone, that was how. Taking off her clothes
was a new level of vulnerable. Another first. “You think
you’re calling this now?” Giana asked acerbically.
“No. But I’m not going to obey anymore if you won’t join
me.”
Their dinner was forgotten now. Giana hadn’t eaten even a
quarter of hers, but Coralyn had nearly finished everything.
When was the last time she’d eaten an actual meal? Was it just
since her dad passed away? Since he’d gotten sick? Giana
hadn’t extended an invitation to talk about any of it. She
hadn’t asked about what happened after, because she already
knew. She knew Coralyn’s dad had wanted to be cremated.
That he’d taken care of everything. She’d looked into
Coralyn’s financial state, for god’s sake, but she couldn’t bring