“That’sMotherfucker to you, thanks,” I quipped back, before standing up and tossing off frivolously, “But now that you know I love you with all my heart for reasons besides awesome sex, I really have to pee.”


    I grabbed a robe and went to the bathroom. When I returned, Miranda had a robe on too and was on the phone.


    When she hung up she said, “Room service will be here soon.”


    “Good, I’m famished,” I said, looking at the clock. “Is it really eleven?”


    “That’s what the clock says, and themp told me it only lies when we’ve been drinking,” Miranda quipped, her sarcastic wit on full disy.


    We left our private room and I was surprised not to see Mom up and about yet.


    A momentter Miranda said, her tone concerned, “Oh no.”


    “What?” I asked.


    She handed me a note.


    I read the note:


    I have Alexis for the day…


    Mistress Ellie


    “I hope Alexis is ok,” Miranda said.


    “Me too,” I replied, as I texted her.


    Mom,


    You ok? Where r u?


    A minuteter she texted back:


    I’m fine. Ellie is determined she will have me, but she also wants me looking perfect for her when she wins and I be, in her words, her forever ything.


    She has booked us full body massages, manicures, pedicures and other appointments at a spa.


    She said she is reinventing me… whatever that means…


    I am nervous and excited…


    So far I am in my right mind and not doing anything crazy for her…


    I don’t know when we will be back.


    Love Mommy


    Satisfied Mom was ok for now, Miranda and I took breakfast and a shower together where I shot a second load of the morning in her as we had a lengthy fuck session… no, this time more of a lovemaking session, a bonding session that included sex… in the steamy shower.


    Once we were dressed, Miranda and I had a great day just enjoying the sights of Vegas. We wandered through the hotels, had lunch at ‘Joe’s Seafood, Prime Steak & Stone Crab’ and just enjoyed being a normal anonymous couple, something we usually didn’t get to do. We held hands, we took photos of each other and selfies together. It was surreal and it was easily one of the most enjoyable and pleasant days of my life. We were more than just sex partners, we were a loving couple. However, although we remained anonymous, thanks to Miranda we didn’t quite blend into the crowd. It was fun to see all the double takes we got from the other tourists, my girlfriend dressed in ck thigh highs, a red leather skirt with matching five-inch heels and me casually in jeans and a t-shirt… an odd couple to say the least. If there had been a spotlight travelling around with us it would have been shining directly on Miranda the entire time… not that I would have minded in the least.


    In the end I was just enjoying being with Miranda and I think she felt the same way. There was no sex talk, no innuendos or even discussion of ns for the evening, we were just a couple enjoying Vegas like so many others.


    Mom texted me around 2 o’clock:


    Got tickets for a show tonight. Meet you at Excalibur at 7. It is a dinner show so don’t eat before. The show is called Defending the Caveman.


    Kisses Mom


    After a lovely day with my beautiful girlfriend that only made me love her more, I began to think about the evening.


    Hourster as we walked to the Excalibur, I said to Miranda, “We don’t have to do this.”


    “Do what?” she asked.


    “Ellie and me, Ellie and Mom,” I said.


    “Oh yes we do,” Miranda disagreed seriously, “I always finish what I start. And as scary as it is, your Mom needs this… both parts, including you and Ellie.”


    “That is very true,” I agreed, before saying sincerely, “It’s just, you are enough for me.”


    “How sweet,” she said, stopping and kissing me. “But of course you mean me and your Mom are enough for you.”


    “Well, yes, you two are a handful,” I countered.


    “I hope you meant that plural,” she smiled, cupping her breasts for me and drawing a few startled nces from passersby.


    “Indeed,” Iughed, as we reached the hotel.


    “So, the n remains the same. We all fuck Ellie,” Miranda said as if it were that simple.


    “We?” I asked.


    “Yes, we,” she smiled back. “Alexis, you and me; not necessarily in that order.”N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    How?” I asked, still confident that Ellie wasn’t remotely interested in me.


    “Still in the works, my dear,” Miranda said as we reached our destination.