Warning:18+, adult material/explicit sex/ multiple partners/ anal and oral play/BDSM/whipping/binding/ F/F/ Master-slave...and a fun time was had by all! Short story/app. 5,500 words Excerpt: Zoe had a talented tongue, there was no argument there, Dara thought, remembering the masquerade party. Zoe's full lips curved into a smile just as both women were startled by a rap on the window. Zoe engaged the window button and the glass slid down to reveal a young man. “Yes?” Zoe asked, eying him from head to toe. “I'm valet, Miss,” he responded. “You are, are you...” Zoe trailed off seductively. Dara rolled her eyes. “Let him off the hook, Zo. Really? He's like thirteen...” The valet's eyes met Dara's boldly. “Try adding another ten...Miss.” Dara liked that. She liked it very much. He opened the door and Zoe got out, her tangerine dress so short it should have been illegal. Valet had trouble getting his gaze to her eyes and her throaty laugh echoed in the cool night air. Zoe had four-inchers on and came to his shoulder. She invaded his personal space, getting to kissing distance and looked up at him. “Keep a good eye on my car, stud, and maybe we'll give you a big tip later,” she said as she plopped her keys in his palm. She used the tight space between their bodies to stroke his @ock and his eyes widened, his breath coming in short bursts. She'd taken him by surprise and Dara moved in...