Chapter 170

Bethie Andrews showed up early on Pussy Day, Sissy in tow. They were meeting in the party room. The giggly girl was a miniature version of her mother. Riley talked with Sissy for around ten minutes, and was more than satisfied that the girl understood what Riley expected of her.

“Today will be a breeze, honey. Women will be jumping through hoops to be with you. Just smile, be pleasant, spread your legs, and have a good time.”

Bethie said, “A good time means cum.”

Nice smile, “I figured that out, Mama.”

Riley, “Now, if I invite you here for a regular Carefree weekend, I’ll expect you to be generous with the men as well as the women.”

“I understand, Miss Riley.”

“How do you feel about moving here full time?”

“Mama said you’d let me invite my friends to visit?”

Score one for Bethie.

“Your sweet mama is absolutely right. Assuming that your little girlfriends are openminded too.”

Bethie interpreted again, “That they’ll put out.”

“Yeah, I kinda figured that out.”

Riley, “Sissy, you and your pals have no idea how popular you’ll be. But I’m looking for more than eye candy. A lot more.” Riley was now confident enough to start becoming explicit.

“Sure, old guys are always hitting on us.” Shrug. To her, it was just the way of the world.

“Some men, quite of few of them actually, have a mother/daughter fantasy.”

That surprised the girl. She frowned as she thought about it. “Like doing us at the same time? Going back and forth?”

“Exactly like that. Now I know how much Bethie wants to move here — she’ll do whatever i tell her to.” The first time Bethie had heard it spelled out so explicitly.

“She will?”

“Of course. And she’s prime pussy, no question. But, Sissy, you’re the real prize — you’re just exactly the sexy young cunt I’m looking for.” There, take it or leave it.

The girl blushed with a mixture of embarrassment at the direct comment and pride at being the center of Miss Riley’s attention.

“It’s a lot to think about.”

“Of course it is. Now I’m going to leave you two alone to talk about it. If you’re not interested in moving in, you can still stay for Pussy Day. Understand, Sissy?” It’s up to you, young lady.

“Yes ma’am, I do.”

“Good girl.”

“I’ll be back in half an hour or so. Your mother told you about Molly?”

Sissy giggled, “Yes ma’am.”

“When I come back, if Molly has her tongue in your pussy, I’ll know you’re moving in. If not, enjoy the rest of the day.”

Time for the clincher — “Bethie, how much money do you owe?” Riley knew to the penny.

Bethie blinked, startled at the change of direction, “Uh, let’s see, Master Card and Visa and this one loan. I’m not sure exactly. It’s over five thousand, but I think not by much.”

“It’s $5,167. Plus 32 cents. If Molly is tongue-fucking Sissy when I come back, it’s paid off and you have a new account at Four Corners Savings and Loan. That same amount in the plus column.”

Molly

Emma and Ronnie Preston were the first full-time Carefree residents. Followed by Bethie and Sissy Andrews. It wasn’t as if the floodgates suddenly opened, but word spread rapidly about all the benefits and perks of living full-time in the resort.

Women in the Carefree circle understood exactly what Riley wanted — pussy and young pussy. In a way that pleasantly surprised Riley, the frank talk among the mothers not only was unambiguous, but it actually made it easier for some moms to take the plunge.

On a whim, Riley had each mother and daughter take the Molly test. Not one refused. Riley told Alice Llewyn, “I may need to get some more Mollys.”

“They’re expensive, but obviously I think they’re worth it.”

“So when do I get Annie?” Alice’s daughter.

“If it’s all right, I’d like to give her one more week with her new Molly — they’re really getting to know each other.”

“And then?”

“Miss Riley, any girl who lets a dog do her as much as Annie is — well, you’ll find her very cooperative with your paying customers.”