She thought about his penis and how good it had looked in the pictures her phone had discreetly received. The big nude thing looked so bold and brazen.... He sent a text message with it saying: “I want to stretch you, honey. Will that be ok?” No one had talked to her like that before. It took her the better part of the day to answer, and then only after he’d apologized for being too forward.She’d quickly texted back with, “it's ok, this is just new to me. Be patient with me.” He’d backed off and. So when I entered the suite, I just took off my coat and headed straight for the bedroom. I knew there would be an older woman with ample assets there, sitting or lying in the middle of the bed and showing me everything she had. I wasn't disappointed. But I certainly didn't expect to find my Aunt Lydia, my father's half-sister, there!I'll say this for that classy lady, she certainly handled the situation with far more cool and aplomb than I did. She acted like she was sitting in my mother's. I notice you walking into the shop, moving from bright sunshine to the shade and cool of the shop. You get your coffee and sit down at the small round table next to mine. Your arms glisten slightly as the heat of the sun draws out the moisture of your body. As you pull your chair towards the table, I glance down at your exposed legs. Silky smooth skin, lightly tanned. The hem of your light summer dress resting just above your knees.As you take the first sip of your coffee you glance over and. “We are so pleased with you, my Ladies. You have given us such a wonderful gift.”“We’re just so honored to serve you,” Lady Rosa moaned.“Yes, yes, we love you, Your Majesty,” Lady Maryanne gushed right before she kissed me on the lips.I savored that wonderful kiss.I floated on the walk home, escorted by my retinue. They surrounded me, keeping at bay the scoundrel men who lurked in the world. None can get close to me thanks to my honor guard of high school beauties. They sauntered around me, my.