Angela was beautiful. In a bikini, her large belly only added to her allure. Jewel walked in behind us as Angela drew me to a bedroom. Jewel's beauty was different than Angela's. The scar on her face surprised me at first. In L.A., plastic surgeons specialized in removing anything that distracted from someone's beauty. Jewel's scar only emphasized her strength. She appeared shy and I found it interesting that she shared a triad relationship.
Angela pulled us both into the room, closed the door, and laid full length on the bed. "Sorry, but my belly needs a rest and lying on my side is the only relief I get. "Get comfortable so we can grill you for a bit."