"Now, I feel sorry for Monday," Trisha giggled as she appeased Denny with sweet kisses peppered around his whole face. "But we have to get ready; we don't you labeled with tardiness at work because of me," she cupped his face and stared at him with a gleeful smile. He looked adorable as he whined about it being Monday and could not retaliate as he wanted. She felt the need to take the lead, or they might really end up being late. Denny would be late for work, although Trisha can visit her mom any time of the day. She moved from sitting on his lap and got off from the bed with Denny's hands in her hold, silently guiding him to get up and get ready. Denny kept groaning in his protest, but he was also aware they really had to move to make it to work in time. He did not say anything even when Trisha suggested he wash up alone in the bathroom while she prepared their breakfast.That was what she declared, but Trisha actually went to get herself washed up and ready in the bathroom next to

Trixie walked along with Trisha, still holding her arm with a cut, still hiding it from Trisha's sight as she graciously acted and moved like usual in front of everyone around them. They sat at the Ob-gyne's waiting lounge area where Trixie was when Trisha called. There were a few people waiting in the line along with them, but Trixie must have had an appointment that she was called right away."Angela Wade!" A nurse called."You sit here for a while, okay?" Trixie said. Trisha nodded and assured the lady that she would stick around until Trixie returned. "Don't go anywhere. I mean, anywhere. If you want to go to the restroom, wait for me, do you understand?" Trisha grinned widely at Trixie's orders. However, she still nodded her head obediently. "I will be sitting right here until you return," Trisha tapped the sides of her seat to convince Trixie that she wouldn't go anywhere. She felt a bit intrigued by Trixie's sudden change of tone. She sounded panicked, but Trisha had no idea

Trisha did not know how to answer Trixie's question right away. But as she would always do, she admitted every little thing to her mentor as she was asking. Her answer might also bring her new knowledge of corrections or realizations. Trixie is a wise woman, as to Trisha's opinion of her, and being in the world of sex service, Trisha was aware that Trixie is considered an all-knowing Goddess. "Honestly?" Trisha started after a deep breath. "I am thankful not to have to serve a lot of men because I am in contract with only one man."Trixie nodded. She felt the same relief for Trisha. "I was hoping for that, actually. I have been worrying about you ever since you finished your training," Trixie exhaled a breath loudly. "I even asked your manager to make sure you were given to the best clients their club has. And I am glad things worked out amazingly."Trixie raised her mug lightly to cheer Trisha. She did pull some strings, but to her best relief, even if she did not do such things, t

"Mom, I have someone here to visit you today!" Trisha happily greeted her mom as soon as she and Trixie got into the ward. "She is a very good mentor of mine," she added with pride.Trixie smiled and walked closer to the sickbed to see Trisha's mother's face to greet the lady in the bed. She saw from the patient's chart the name was Elaine Silver. Age was forty-six. "Hi, Elaine! I have been longing to see where your daughter got her beauty. Now I know," Trixie greeted with a cheerful heart. "Can I borrow your daughter as mine while you're still in here? She will be my daughter until you get better."Trixie winked at Trisha. The latter smiled. "Thank you," Trisha whispered, then turned to her mom, who was still unconsciously lying on the bed. "So please don't worry about us, mom, okay? Just rest and get better; we will have a good meal together.""Yes, yes, that is right," Trixie eagerly agreed. The caretaker came. Trisha almost forgot there was supposed to be right beside her mom w

"Sir, yes, sir," Trisha answered with suppressed giggles as she intentionally made her offense count more. Denny gasped in disbelief at Trisha's replies. But he did not miss to notice that she was intentionally addressing him the way he did not want to be addressed."Ohhhh, honey, you are being so naughty again," Denny's voice became even lower, almost guttural as he spoke to Trisha with his excitement starting to rise up. "Yes, I understand, Sir..." Trisha did not wait for Denny to say anything more as she pressed on the red button to cut the call. Then she turned around to look at the two ladies with her in the room as she turned about-face and took a few steps away when she answered the call. Her tone was polite, so Trixie and Claudette did not feel anything wrong with her way of conversation with the person on the other line. "We have our ride waiting for us downstairs," Trisha informed Trixie, then she turned to smile apologetically to Claudette. "I'm so sorry we have to go no