Kayla walked toward the balcony for some privacy as Minne poured me a fresh glass of orange juice. She set it down carefully, then hesitated for a moment, fidgeting with her hands.
I noticed immediately. "Minne? Something on your mind?"
She looked down shyly, biting her lip. "It's… nothing, Master."
I raised an eyebrow. "Come on. You know you can tell me anything."
She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, clearly nervous. "Well… Mrs. Jasmine… t-told me that you requested Mrs. Tessa and her to… s-suck you off while you eat, Master."
I exhaled slowly, leaning back in my chair. "Yeah… that was a very long time ago."
Minne stayed quiet for a few seconds, then spoke again, her voice barely above a whisper. "M-may I… do the same?"
This was unexpected. Her asking me a question like this? With those puppy eyes? Fuck, how could I refuse that now?
