You fucking bitch,” she snarled. “That’s Mistress Bitch, Polly.”She laughed, then I laughed, and I climbed up the bed past her. As she stood at the end of the bed to take off her bustier, she said, “I know only one Mistress Bitch, and he would not be happy about you taking his name.”“I’ll keep that in mind, and my God, you’ve got fantastic tits, get up here,” I said, as she shimmied from her skirt. She laughed, “You are the weirdest chick.”“I have a reputation to uphold.