Chapter 62: Carole Landry, 28, Feeling her Way...

Rémy dropped Carole off at the City Dock around 6 the next morning. She drove straight to Kitty’s — ready for more coffee, and curious to see how Richie’s sleepover had gone.

Somehow she wasn’t surprised to see that Mimi, nude as usual, had Jared naked too. Richie was wearing his white boxer briefs, and Kitty had on a light summer robe.

Kitty set another plate for her friend, and added two more eggs to the skillet.

Mimi, feeling impish, and testing her emerging theory about Kitty’s willingness to be told what to do, said, “Kitty, lose the robe — I like you naked. Okay, Richie?”

He just smiled and nodded.

Kitty, “Oh. Acourse.”

Carole watched Richie out of the corner of her eye — he was pleased as Kitty shed her only garment, but obviously wasn’t surprised. So — he’d seen it all last night. Another thing to get to the bottom of.

Carole, as close as she and Kitty were, was seeing the petite woman naked for the first time. She admired the sight — Kitty was one sexy number with her perky little tits and bald pussy.

Kitty, herself, had no hesitation in obeying the little girl. And Richie’s having been in charge the previous night only reinforced her growing subservience in general. Sometimes it was just easier to do as she was told — that way she didn’t have to be constantly making decisions. Plus, Mimi seemed so confident, so sure of herself.

Carole eyeballed her friend up and down with approval. She and Kitty were two of a kind. They both stayed in shape they both looked imminently fuckable. And Kitty obviously enjoyed people looking at her body.

Mimi winked at Richie, but turned to Kitty, “Did you like it when I spanked your cunt?”

Carole saw her friend blush deeply.

Kitty was looking down at the floor, but she knew better than not answer the fierce little girl. “Uh, it hurt -- I’m still sore.”

Mimi put a little impatience into her voice, “Did you like it?”

A child’s whisper, “Yes.”

Carole thought, “Now this is getting very interesting.”

After breakfast, the kids got dressed, and June came by to take them to their different schools. She breezed in and didn’t even react to Kitty’s nudity — Carole noted that too.

As the kids were trooping out, Kitty reached for her robe, but Mimi gave her a look. Kitty stopped in mid-gesture, “Oh, sorry, Mimi.”

Carole again noted the odd child/woman dynamics between the two, and decided she liked what she was seeing. It was so kinky to see her friend cowed by a little girl.

Kitty poured more chicory and they sat back down at the kitchen table. “So — Rémy?”

Carole grinned and patted herself between the legs, “Still a little sore.”

They talked for several minutes — in detail, with Kitty giggling — about Carole’s adventures down in the Cajun Bayous.

“An’ this morning, he did me before I was hardly awake.”

Kitty nodded, “He takes what he wants, Rémy.”

“Then after breakfast, I was getting dressed and he decides he’s not finished.”

Kitty gave an understanding nod.

“But I tell him I’m kinda wiped out, which I was.”

Kitty laughed, “So what?”

Carole shrugged, “No, not ‘so what’. I told him to leave me the fuck alone.”

Kitty gasped in surprise.

Carole looked thoughtful, “I didn’t resent Rémy — he’s just a horny guy. But he has to learn that no means no.”

Carole saw the confusion and disappointment in her friend’s expression. “But when he did do me, he was magnificent. Of course, I needed it pretty bad.”

Kitty was obviously aroused, and licked her lips. So Carole went into some detail for her friend’s enjoyment.

Kitty listened avidly.

“Anyway at the City Dock, he asked if he could he see me again.” She shrugged, “I told him he could call, but I needed some advance notice — we don’t want to be too easy, do we?”

“Uh ... no, I guess not. But acourse he’ll call — my God, look at you. You’re Carole Landry!”

Carole smiled — Kitty used the same tone of voice as she did when talking about Richie. “So how’d it go for you last night? What did Mimi have you doing?”

Again, Carole was fascinated by the dynamics, but mainly she wanted to hear about her son.

Kitty said, “Mimi? Uh, no, it was Richie in charge. I mean, Richie Landry?” Like there could be anyone else calling the shots when he was in the house.

“Okay, so dish.”

“Well Richie never had a boy suck his cock, so he had Jared do him.”

“Wait a minute — back up. Richie is naked?”

“Acourse. Want me to send you his pictures?”

“Uh, yeah, yeah I do.”