Chapter 60: Catnip

Kitty Clit was the woman who squirted all over on stage at the very first Club Anarchy party during the forced orgasm scene. Sara and she had become pretty close, and Kitty was a regular performer for Anarchy. Kitty became Sara's regular performing partner on stage for majority of her performances.

Kitty and her husband initially attended the events together. I got along with her husband. We would often hang out at events. He identified as a Dominant, but I would describe him more as a voyeur. We talked about video games and movies. Vanilla stuff.

At first, he was fine with Kitty playing with Sara on stage. I think over time he started to get jealous. After a year of being married Kitty separated from her husband and started dating Sara.

This was actually a relationship I thought I was going to be involved in. Kitty and I got along very well. She was a nerd like me. She loved Star Wars and played video games. Kitty even cosplayed as a character from my all-time favorite video game Final Fantasy VII. She obviously liked men because she was married to one. Sara convinced me Kitty just needed time after leaving her husband.

Kitty is a beautiful woman when she wants to be. She was a cute brunette who wore nerd glasses. She was submissive and performed with Sara at all her appearances. They were a good team. It was good for business.

Kitty's family went on a vacation to Parker Dam every year. They would rent motor homes that were parked along the river. It was a large family gathering with grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. Kitty invited Sara and I. Sara actually had told me we were going camping. It turned out we were the only ones sleeping in a tent.

It took over five hours to drive there from Los Angeles. Kitty drove. Towards the end of our journey there it was already after 8pm. The roads were pretty dark and there were not any towns or lights nearby.

Kitty’s car became low on gas. She assured Sara and I she had done this drive many times in the same car and she always had enough to get to a specific gas station right near the river camp site.

I started over analyzing the situation. Over time cars depreciate. They don’t always get the same mileage after years and years of use.

As we drove further and further, the gas light came on I started to get nervous. I did not want to be stuck on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere in the dark.

To make matters worse apparently there is a large stretch of road where you have no phone reception for 30 minutes. Of course, we just entered this area.

Thankfully Kitty was right about her car, and we made it to the gas station safely.

Kitty's family was all still shocked about her pending divorce; they had really liked her husband. They were even still friends with him. They all kind of made the assumption that I was the person Kitty was dating. Some of the family was pretty conservative and I believe they were in denial about Kitty being attracted to women. The whole family treated me like crap the entire vacation. It was the vacation from hell.

One of Kitty's little cousins was even throwing rocks at me. He hit me in the back of the head, and I thought about running him over with Kitty’s family’s golf cart.

The only fun was using their family's jet skis to explore the river. I had never really driven a jet ski as an adult.

Sara was too afraid to drive her own jet ski and preferred to ride on the back of mine. Riding the jet ski was the highlight of the trip and the only way we could escape the hostile environment.

We even detoured to smoke a joint while cruising down the river.

While we were riding, Sara and I had both placed our cell phones in this waterproof compartment on the jet ski. As we were getting off Sara had forgotten her phone. I went to hand her the phone and noticed she got a text message. The name said Jared.

I did not want to cause a big scene in front of Kitty and her family, so I just said quietly,

"you're still talking to Jared huh?" and handed her the phone.

Sara didn't say anything, her eyes just went wide. Honest opinion I knew she probably didn't stop talking to him that day either. She probably just changed his name in her phone to some clever code name in case I ever picked up her phone again.

I am not the type of person who checks their significant other's phone. I want to believe in love and trust people. I am an idiot.

Chapter 60: Wet Dream