Ashley and I brought each other off in my bedroom in a lengthy, sweet, sixty-nine before I reminded her, "We need to do our faces and hair for tonight and go talk with Mistress Megan."

Ashley said, "I find it weird that you have an adult Mistress."

"Without her we wouldn't have ever gotten to know each other," I smiled, kissing her affectionately. And she's no Karen, she's always a benign dominatrix even when she seems cruel. Smart, too!"

"I hope so," she nodded. "And maybe she can help us with this Karen problem."

"I hope so too," I nodded.

So we did a rush job of fixing and primping...