" Why are you telling me all this and not dad?" I asked."Charlie can't defend his mind as well as you can. I'm afraid to tell him, or let him explore ...that part of my memory. But you perhaps are the strongest voice I have ever met in my life. Guard this information with every ounce of your strength, my young master. If Grandfather ever found out, he would stop at nothing to make sure no one would ever learn of it."The buzzer for the first batch of cookies went off at that moment, startling us. “What do you fantasize about when you masturbate?”I sat up in shock. “What…?” I stammered.“What do you think about while you are masturbating? Everyone does it. You know that I do”. This was the first time he has ever acknowledged the time I walked-in on him when he was jerking off on my panties sometime back. “I was just wondering…”I continued to sputter, angry but curious. “Why would you ask me that?”Liam smiled, “Maire, I love you. You are the sexist woman I have ever known.” He raised his. ”A short elevator ride, and Geeta was home. A quick shower both to cool herself down, and to cleanse, for it was unthinkable that she would undertake her nightly prayers in anything other the presentable state that the temple had trained her to require of herself. Geeta stepped from the shower, drying herself before the mirror. She was twenty-three, and in perfect physical condition. Her large breasts sagged not at all, and as her gaze lowered, she observe with her usual satisfaction her thin. Mercer wiped his brow from the sweat of his own workout. The early morning chill was not unpleasant, but nature reminded us who was boss.The men and I walked to the crest of the hill, where our sole flag was planted; a banner with a white flower on a black field, which was the princess’s heraldic symbol. The breeze was slight and the sky clear. Smoke on the horizon climbed high enough for us to see.“Shortly, they’re going to be in for a surprise,” Mercer mused. “We are back far enough from the.