"Don't imagine I'll bring you breakfast in bed every day," he said as he placed the loaded tray on the boy's lap. "I thought you could do with a bit o...f pampering after last night. I gave you a bit of a hard time, I'll admit. Not that you didn't deserve it. And don't suppose for a moment that it's all forgotten. We're going to have a serious talk later, you and I." He poured milk from the little jug into the bowl of cereal. "Come on you must be hungry after all that emotion. I've never seen. My pulse quickened, and I felt myself flush. The glow spread down my cock, which became achingly wet.“Wow,” I swallowed. “I have to say that this is the first time anyone has asked me that question. Anyway, I guess you have me figured out. If I didn’t do that, I think I’d go crazy on these long trips.”“Would you be surprised if I told you that I do more-or-less the same thing, even on short trips?” she boldly enquired.“Surprised that you play with yourself?” I asked. “No. But I am very very. You may keep it there for me. I hope it will be safe.’ There was laughter in her voice. The food was sumptuous but there was only water to drink. We ate, discussed the plan, made notes, argued gently and finally and much later reached decisions. ‘You have your own cabin. It is next to mine and there is a communicating door to which I have a key but you do not. You will come to my cabin when invited. I will come to yours whenever I please. Do you understand?’ I nodded. ‘You will find a maid has. Tonight is the night, she thought to herself as she grabbed her coat and purse as she left her bedroom and headed to her father’s study. She quickly put on her coat before she knocked on the door. When she entered, her father stared at her over his glasses, with his mouth open. Finally closing his mouth he demanded, ‘Cassandra Connelly, just where do you think you’re going dressed like that?’ ‘Father,’ she exclaimed, ‘I am going to the party at Lana’s house, remember, and all the girls will be.