1. The Butt Slut Chronicles Chapter II


    Date: 9/12/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: TantricDrummer, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    flashed in jealous anger. She pursed her lips, but remained still. Inside her shoes she clenched her toes and arched her foot forcefully so that her face wouldn't break into a frown. Alexa was now breathing heavily and not in any kind of control. "Stefan," she blustered, her breathing labored and heavy. "Can Stefan prepare me?" Dacosta's eyes were bright now, and approving. His composure had returned again, like a velvet sheet that draped over the booth. He turned to Stefan. "Go and help her get ready." He turned to Alexa. "I did not mean to get ahead of myself. We would initiate and ready you after you secure four tickets. I will say however, that my confidence in you being successful has increased tremendously in the last three minutes." Stefan had scooted over and was standing up now. Alexa moved along the rounded seat and stood up next to him. She took his hand. He held it supportively. "When I was planning how I would negotiate today, I was going to ask you for 10K. After all, this is the Baxter House," Alexa said. At this point, there was no negotiating to do. She realized that in this paradoxical situation, her openness gained her more advantage than any hedging or positioning. Serena reached in her purse and pulled out what looked like a slim, silver card key. She laid it on the table. Stefan reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a similar card. He laid it on the table on top of Serena's card. Benjamin Dacosta looked hard first at Serena, then at Stefan. He ...
    then spoke to Alexa. "It seems our selectors have confidence in you." Alexa looked at Stefan and then Serena, not knowing what the cards meant. Serena smiled brightly. "You just got a raise! Six cards now gets you 10K babe." "Holy shit, really?" Alexa squealed. Stefan's face broke out into a cheerful smile. "Ah. I expect this is the Alexa under the mask." He led her off to a nondescript black door in the back corner of the dining space. Serena turned to Dacosta. "How did you figure out Lance?" Dacosta waited as more tea was delivered and his now cold tea was briskly whisked off by attentive waitstaff. "You are a selector now Serena. You know how we do our research." Dacosta sipped his tea and watched his protege closely. "Yes but Lance was her boyfriend in Malaysia before she came here. Nobody knows about him." "You know about him. Some others do as well." Dacosta was sitting up now, looking directly into her eyes as they spoke. "You knew about the scar as well. That's why you picked the dress?" "Yes, and yes," Dacosta answered. "How did you know she would respond as she did?" Serena looked deeply into his eyes as she asked her questions. She knew in that instant how Alexa had probably felt yesterday when she looked into her eyes the same way. There were days when she was convinced Dacosta was a ruthless, scheming bastard. There were other days when she absolutely worshipped him. Then, there were days like today when she felt both emotional responses simultaneously. "I didn't," ...
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