<em>Mary - Room 2 w/ Amethyst</em><br/><br/>No way out. Amethyst wanted Mary...and try as she might, Mary wanted Amethyst. She was the only whore that she hadn't bee with yet, save for the new girls that came through. Ever since learning that her husband's sister was a whore at the brothel, she hadn't been able to look at her the same way. Clothes that she wore were suddenly much tighter than she remembered...and try as she might, she had been checking her out more often. This was inevitable.<br/><br/>"No no," Mary said quickly, "I...want...I'm okay with this." She ran her hands up and down her jeans before she nodded to the bed. "There are som rules...before we begin." She couldn't look at Amethyst, not until she went through her rules and her demands. She said quietly, "We don't...touch. You lay on the bed and do as I instruct. Then...you tell me how it feels." She finally raised her eyes and looked at her sister in law, her tone serious, eyes clouded with sudden lust. "Agreed?"