When me and my Portia weren't staying in the USA or some other country we lived in Russia, at the Kremlin. Our presence was always requested at any important party, ball, or gala. At that time there where like 16 to 26 different girls of the age of walking to being in their early twenties who's parentage-hereditary were of 'the bloodline' and basically lived, played, and grew up running around the 'palace'. They always thought of me as a giant teddy bear that was there for their amusement only. If I was on business I'd have to keep my presence very discreet or I'd be stuck with twenty some odd very mad and or disappointed girls to have to make up to. Anyways they simply adored Portia's dresses. One of the deals I made with them was that they can have all her old dresses they were the talk of every girl in Russia; at the time it was like half a warehouse full of perfectly good velvet dresses except that each one would have a 'ruining cum stain' on it in varying places.
It was funny to me; they 'started' their own clothing lines out of her old wardrobe. To keep my 'princesses' happy and in business I was told by 'one of my more demanding princesses' that I had to buy Portia three dresses at a time to pick from because the warehouse was empty and they weren't able to keep up with the demand for the precious products they had to supply to their little friends in and around Russia. It was the newest and biggest fad of the time. Finally I decided to start buying the fabric for them; it was easier on Portia because she was always afraid to hurt the feelings of the other two dress makers from which ever one she chose. We always had a good time though in those days. I was always afraid to ask the 'girls' where all their (, it was explained to me one day how come I didn't get any cuts off the top of their 'clothing manufacturing',) profits went. In those days the 'girls' always kept my baby busy and occupied while I was away working.
One fateful day, I got a call from a friend who said there was something that needed my looking into. As it turned out; I found that one of my princesses' friends who used to always hang out with them had somehow managed to get sold into a marriage for some guys gambling debt to one of the European Mafia's. It was a hairy affair to say the least; but after it was all said and done I had things straightened out pretty damn quick. The 19 year old princess whose best friend it was didn't help me any by complicating things worse. After it was all said and done; I had two very scared 19 year olds who didn't know how close to devastating disaster they had come. After that Aunika started to see me in a whole new light. She had a crush on me and it was very apparent. She even started finagling gallery and ball seats out of her parents to be able to sit with me and Portia. She had a rare beauty too; she had all the boys drooling everywhere she went.
Things went around like that for the next few months; pretty soon it was Aunika's 20'Th birthday. I had already cleared my schedule for a two week period around it, just to be safe so as if any last minute stuff came up I could deal with it quick and not miss her celebration. In less than a year she had 'become one of the most sought after Adults in Russia'; she was just learning about the woes of being wanted too. She and Portia would sit together and talk as they primped together while Portia generally dispelled the various myths and traps of being an Adult. At times I thought she was teaching her how to seduce me which later I found out was true. They had bonded pretty close in that year. It never failed; five days before the big party I had some business to go clear up. It took me three days and no sleep; I wasn't expected back until the day of the ball. I got in at 9pm on the third night before the big day.
I was surprised to come home to find Portia had gone out on a dinner date; I thought I would surprise her by showing up early. It was funny because I found them both sitting together drinking in 'my corner booth' at a very private exclusive restaurant I frequented. In fact it was the same place I had taken Aunika a month before when she came home one day disgusted about some such nonsense that had happened and decided to find out what was going on: that was when I decided she was definitely trying to seduce me; even if the day's event wasn't on her schedule. I decided it would be fun to sit and watch them both as they were feeling their oats on their girl's night out. As I sat in the only place that is possible to see into the booth and watched them and listened to their conversation I got to get a better feel for their budding relationship. They talked of many things until Portia challenged her about why she always got snippy and acted 'childish' when she would get 'cozy with me' when we were all three together.
It was interesting to say the least; two she-cats ready to claw at each other at the drop of a pin; it made me horny just watching them posture with each other. Eventually they both decided on a truce and each gave in to each others curiosities. Aunika and Portia started talking about her crush on me and Portia about the amazing things I would do to her on her birthday. They had come to a very interesting understanding. My two drunk angels; Portia's present to her was to be me: but only after she had set many ground rules because she wasn't about to 'lose me' to anyone. All that time and I hadn't even noticed; they each had their hands inside of each others mini skirted thighs. Things got even more interesting as Portia downed the rest of her drink and insisted they go back to her place "where they could properly display their different feelings and emotions to each other".
