I responded, my eyes going wide, not even processing how I felt about her two orders, more focused on my fear for my Mom: Yes, Ms. Amber, I will obey.

I arrived at the salon and went in. At first they didn't know about any appointment until I mentioned, "Ms. Amber sent me."

"Ooooooh, so you're her newest project," the large woman, who looked older than me, said.

"My business is actually her newest project," I corrected her, now dismayed I was going to have to eat this large woman's pussy!

"Sure, sure honey, whatever," she waved it off, uncaring about my nuance, "just come with me."

I followed her...