Monthly Meeting

Jade greets Lena at the door like they've done this a thousand times. Lena strips without a word and starts checking the room while Jade's hands work her body. Violet watches, mouth open. Nothing about this reads normal. Lena stretches out on the table, tits up, legs parted just enough. Jade keeps the pressure slow, heavy, deliberate. When her fingers slip between Lena's folds, Lena breathes out hard, eyes half-shut. "Right there. Fuck, you always know." Jade smiles at Violet without breaking rhythm. "Your turn." Violet's heart's slamming in her throat. She reaches out, palm shaking, and touches. Lena sighs, hips lifting to meet her fingers. "That's it. Nice and slow." The room smells like oil and skin and something thicker. Violet keeps rubbing, stunned, wet, awake. Jade leans close, voice low. "Welcome to the parlor."