Chapter 196: Machala

Angela was beautiful. In a bikini, her large belly only added to her allure. Jewel walked in behind us as Angela drew me to a bedroom. Jewel's beauty was different than Angela's. The scar on her face surprised me at first. In L.A., plastic surgeons specialized in removing anything that distracted from someone's beauty. Jewel's scar only emphasized her strength. She appeared shy and I found it interesting that she shared a triad relationship.

Angela pulled us both into the room, closed the door, and laid full length on the bed. "Sorry, but my belly needs a rest and lying on my side is the only relief I get. "Get comfortable so we can grill you for a bit."

I knew in most situations I came across as a bitch and I really wanted to start on the right foot with Luke's friends. Outside of D/s, I spoke my mind and had the ability to leave people shaking in their boots without much work. I exhaled a breath I hadn't realized I held. I could do this. I sat on the side of the bed and met Angela