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to do that again," Kim confessed, using the cloth to wipe the milk from her belly and breasts.
    Smiling, Tasha handed her a card. "Well... you're in luck. We're starting a club."
     

Chapter Three
     
    Tasha was nervous. She paced the tiles of the bathroom floor, her four inch heels echoing in the small space, not even bothering to stop and check her hair and makeup in the mirror. On the other side of that door was a scenario that could either make or break their new business venture, and she wasn't sure she was up to the task.
    "Someone's in here!" she snapped at the door, and the knocker retreated.
    "I can do this," she whispered, pressing her forehead against the door, laying her palms flat there to cool them. "I can do this, I can do this."
    So far, it had only been Tasha and a friend, or a friend of a friend, alone in their remodeled basement "Sybian Room." Now, it was an entire house full of clients and potential clients, drinking champagne or beer and nibbling on cheese and canapés and waiting for Tasha to start the show.
    She took a deep breath, smoothing her skirt over her hips, and opened the door. The sound of women laughing and talking filled the living room and family room. Tasha grabbed a glass of champagne off the buffet and gulped it, taking a deep breath before she cleared her throat.
    No one heard her of course. "Hello!" she called over the noise of the crowd. Still, nothing. She raised her voice as loud as she could. "Who wants to have the most total body, toe-curling orgasm of their life?"
    The room went quickly silent, twenty pairs of blinking eyes on her, now. The women from the family room were crowding into the living room to listen.
    Tasha grinned. "My name is Natasha Rivera and I'll be your host tonight. You can call me Tasha. Some of you already know me, and have even ridden the Sybian before..." she smiled over at Nicki, who gave her a wink. "Some of you are meeting me for the first time, and have never heard of a Sybian."
    She had their attention now. "As you know from your invitation, you are going to be given a free opportunity to ride the Sybian. If you like your experience, you'll have the option of taking a full ride for a small fee at the end of the night. You can also join our Sybian Club, and I will give you more information about that, later."
    Tasha covered the distance between the buffet and the television, picking up the remote. "The Sybian is the Rolls Royce of pleasure machines—it's the ultimate in female stimulation. And it's something so hard to describe, that you really have to experience it firsthand to understand what I mean when I say it's the most pleasurable thing a woman will probably ever feel."
    A few of the women were nodding, that knowing look on their faces. Tasha looked around the room. Several of the women were fidgeting, looking embarrassed. Others appeared interested, their eyes a little too bright.
    "I'm going to show you a short introductory video, and then I'll answer any questions you have."
    Tasha turned on the television and pushed "play" on the remote. The room grew even more quiet as the video began, the woman on the screen talking about the Sybian, its attachments, and how it all worked. When she climbed onto the machine and began to ride, there was a little collective gasp, followed by a rapt kind of group attention that Tasha had rarely ever experienced. Every person there couldn't take her eyes of the screen. The sounds of the woman's pleasure filled the room.
    When the video was over, Tasha turned off the television and asked, "Any questions?"
    A young girl in the corner raised her hand. Tasha judged she couldn't be a day over eighteen—although she knew that she had to be, at least, eighteen. No invitations had been issued to minors. Tasha had double checked that fact when people called to confirm their reservations.
    "How long do we get to ride?" the young blonde asked.
    Tasha smiled. "Five minutes. I know it doesn't sound long, but trust me...