I want to give a big thanks to Seabass for editing this chapter.
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Vicky and Jessie left the Howard and Hart legal firm feeling exhausted and exhilarated, amazed that the meeting with Megan went so well. After the girls had cleaned up, Megan assured them that she'd start working on the paperwork for their trust immediately and would update them as soon as it was ready. She also assured them that with this trust, they could maintain their anonymity when they claimed their money.
Vicky decided to keep the source of the money a secret from Megan, making her feel a little guilty. Megan was special, being the first member of her harem, and she knew she'd eventually have to trust someone with her secret. However, there was still so much to do and figure out regarding the money and Jessie's powers, so she decided it'd have to wait. Megan voiced interest in the source of the finances, but Vicky gently let her know that it was to remain private - for now.
Cassandra waited outside for the girls with the car running and the door open, her ample cleavage threatening to burst from the confines of her tight suit jacket. "Where to, Mistress?" Cassandra asked as she shifted the luxury SUV into drive, pulling out of the firm's parking lot.
Vicky suddenly felt a surge of panic as she realized she still had the lottery ticket with her and had been carrying it around since they left the convenience store. "Cassandra, take us to my bank please. Do you know where it is?"
"Yes mistress, I know the way." Cassandra replied as she pulled out into traffic.
"Is there something wrong?" Jessie asked.
"I just remembered I still have the lottery ticket. I need to sign it and put it in a safety deposit box at the bank as soon as possible." Vicky explained.
Jessie nodded in understanding and snuggled up against Vicky in the back of the SUV as Cassandra drove them through the light midday traffic.
"Jessie, did I go too far back there?" Vicky asked, feeling suddenly guilty at manipulating Megan into having sex with her and Jessie.
"I do not understand the question mistress; are you asking if I think you did something wrong in regard to Megan?" Jessie clarified.
"Yeah, did I make her do something she didn't want to do? Did I unfairly manipulate her?" Vicky continued, feeling even worse now that she spoke the words out loud.
Jessie gave her a comforting look of love and sympathy. She took Vicky's face in her hands and pulled her closer, letting Vicky's head rest on her bountiful bosom.
"Megan already feels her life is richer for having met us. She is currently idly stroking the amulet you gave her, enjoying how tingly and sore she is from both ends. There is nothing she regrets about the experience, and she looks forward to repeat sessions with us." Jessie explained, hoping the information would alleviate Vicky's concerns.
"But was it right to manipulate her into having sex with us?" Vicky asked, oddly entranced by Jessie's heart beat through her cable knit sweater.
Jessie stroked Vicky's hair, trying to sooth her mistress's troubled mind. "You did not use a wish to alter her mind. You did not take her against her will. You simply used knowledge of her desires to provide her with pleasure beyond anything she had previously experienced. I am completely biased, but I see nothing wrong with this. As I said, Megan is happy to be with us, and she feels more fulfilled today than she has in years. You gave that to her, and that can only be a good thing."
Vicky thought about that for a moment and decided Jessie was right. She was so worried that Jessie's power would corrupt her and cause her to start taking people against their will, just to fulfill her own desires. Vicky figured if she could somehow keep herself grounded, despite all the craziness being introduced into her life, then she wouldn't stray far ethically.
"Okay, so the bank shouldn't take too long. I'm thinking after that we can grab some lunch and then find a fee-only financial planner." Vicky proposed.
"What will be her job?" Jessie asked, genuinely curious.
"The financial planner will be responsible for planning out our money, like where to invest it, how to keep it diversified in the stock market, and figure out our yearly budget. It's a very important role as they will have the ability to determine where our money goes. We need someone very talented to make our money grow as much as possible, and they also need to be extremely trustworthy." Vicky explained with a worried look.
"Sounds like something a well worded wish could help with." Jessie teased.
"Well, that's just it; I already know someone who is an extremely talented financial planner who'd be perfect to help us out, and I completely trust her." Vicky informed Jessie slowly.
"That sounds excellent, Mistress - why did we not go to her first?" Jessie asked, legitimately curious.
"It's complicated. Her name is Lisa and we went to high school together. She was my first girlfriend and helped me discover my lesbian sexuality. She's really beautiful and very talented."
"I fail to understand the problem mistress?" Cassandra asked from the front, inserting herself into the conversation.
"She was sort of my first love. We both learned a lot from each other about romance and relationships between women. Primarily we discovered that we both liked to be in charge, which ultimately didn't work well for us. It didn't end badly or anything; it's just difficult to go back to someone who I was so close to, especially now that I've found you. I'm worried all these emotions will come flooding back." Vicky tried to explain.
Jessie stroked Vicky's hair lovingly again, trying to sooth her mistress's worried heart. "What you're feeling is completely normal, but I think this will be healthy for us. I feel like I haven't been able to experience much of your life with friends or family, and I look forward to meeting someone from your past who knows you so well."
"How come you always know exactly the right thing to say?"
"Easy; because I love you, and you are my everything."
Vicky smiled and gave her genie a peck on the lips just as Cassandra parked her car in the lot of the banking building. The lot was fairly sparse with only a few employees' vehicles parked there. Cassandra opened the door for Vicky and Jessie who jumped out all giggly again, their happiness both infectious and a little sickening at the same time.
Bouncing into the bank's lobby, they stood around a moment to figure out how to proceed. Jessie asked Vicky how they were supposed to open a safety deposit box, but Vicky honestly didn't know. She'd never done that before and wasn't sure what the process entailed. She looked around for someone to help her when a teller waved her over. There was a roped section meandering back and forth in front of the teller, but since the bank was currently empty the girls just hopped over.
"Hello, and welcome to Nation's Bank. How can I help you?" the perky blonde teller asked.
"Hey, I have a checking account here, but I need to get a safety deposit box. How do I do that?"
The teller's smile turned up another notch as she explained the process. "You just need to speak with one of our account managers to set up the subscription for the rented box, and set up who has access. They'll then escort you to the vault where the boxes are maintained, and you'll be allowed to place any materials you want in there."
"Excellent; is there an account manager here I can speak with?"
