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After you’ve all had your coffee, you deliver Betsy to Karen, who drives off with her, smiling and waving. Just before leaving, Betsy gives you a long kiss and reminds you that you won’t be rid of her that easily. She’ll be back: “And while I’ll share you with Karen and Felicia, I don’t want you running down your batteries with anyone else. Be ready—the next time I’ve got a moment to myself, I’m going to get a piece of you.”

“And what if Karen or Felicia wants a piece too?”

Betsy smirks. “Well… I might just let Felicia have you, if it means I get Karen all to myself…”

Felicia giggles at the thought of it, settling back in her own car seat and watching her skirt ride high on the sleek lusciousness of her thighs. “If she were a little less pretty or a little more pretty, this thing would never work. I’d kick her right to the curb.”

“There’s no way she could be a little more pretty,” you say. “None of you could be.”

Since you’ve skipped breakfast, you stop at a roadside diner where a skirted waitress takes your orders and leaves you with a suspicious glance.

“She thinks you’re a dirty old man,” Felicia tells you, staring after the waitress, and her tight little ass, disappearing into the kitchen. “And that I’m some gold digging tramp.”

“I’m not old,” you protest.

“Don’t take it personally. Entertaining the three of us would leave any man needing a juice cleanse.”