“Bet?” Her voice is quiet. She suspects it. All it takes is assuming a dry tone that would make anyone feel stupid. “Yes, the bet about who would fuck you first. We named our prizes for the competition. We thought getting you in bed would be a challenge, but here we are. One day of fawning over you, and it opened you right up. Now that it’s done, we just have to decide who won their prize.”
Called it…..
