May update

I've just submitted another book to my usual vendors:

Excerpt:

“April, May and June?” I asked, floundering a little, “Really?”

Ryan chuckled, “Oh, those aren’t their real names, those are the months I picked them up. Easier to remember.” He leaned in close, peering at me like I was a malfunctioning toaster and asked, “Danny, I thought she was broken in? You’ve had her for weeks.”

‹Broken in.›

That term was deeply familiar. I had no idea where I’d heard it before, but I knew it was close. I started to take a step back, deeply uncomfortable with the whole thing now. Daniel stopped me, putting his hand on the back of my neck in that familiar and comforting way that he had. I stopped cold, feeling a wave of relaxation wash over me.

“Susan has needed her brain for school,” Daniel said, “So I couldn’t go too hard on it. That’s very true, isn’t it, babe?”

‹Needed her brain.›

Listening to him talk about my brain like it was his made me drip. Not knowing why made it even worse. I nearly moaned, “Uh huh.” 

I didn’t sound much like I was acing my classes at college.

“Still,” Ryan said, “She could probably use something to take the edge off. We should dose her and leave her with May until the food’s cooked. And you should’ve mentioned, Danny-boy. I wouldn’t have put on such a show if I’d realized she wasn’t ready yet.”

‹Dose her.›

They were going to drug me, and all I could do was stand there, cheeks burning. I couldn’t even ask what they were giving me or why. Though I would never admit it aloud, the helplessness felt wonderful.

Daniel protested, “You know established acquisitions are a little harder to sell than maids and secretaries and au pairs and crap. Besides,” he steered me toward the kitchen, hand still on the back of my neck, “It’s fun to watch partially trained girls squirm, isn’t it?”

‹Trained.›

‹Squirm.›

The more Daniel talked, the less I understood. My head grew foggier with every passing moment, and I was clumsy enough that I felt like I was going to trip over my own feet. I very nearly ran right into the blonde girl, and realized I couldn’t remember which month she was supposed to be. 

My panties were soaked by the time we reached the fridge. 

It's up on Smashwords already, and will be on Amazon and Nook very soon.

Thanks for reading, and hope you are all having a wonderful summer!

xoxo
- Jessie