She would shiver every once and a while and sigh, "So good! There's another one."After at least fifteen minutes, she kissed me and asked, "Do you need... to come? I've had enough right now and loved it. Do you want more, Suki?" Not right now. That thing stretched me out last night and I think I might want to give it a break. Are you okay not cumming, Sal?"I kissed both girls and said, "How could I be less than perfect? That was a wonderful night. Marilyn, you were exactly as you advertised, very. The light revealed a pair of seated skeletons in an alcove dressed in rags still identifiable however as from the olden times, a Lord and a Lady, clasped bony fingers still sporting rings. Dag stood, and having already been offered shelter hospitality, greeted them politely, thanking them sincerely again.The feeling of welcome continued, and Dag actually managed to sleep some, in fits throughout the long late-autumn night, somehow wakened in time to nurse along his meager fire. Each time he. I found myself amazed to be speaking English, and why not if I used to speak four languages as my old self.A man this time entered the room, his blond hair like mine and perhaps some forty years old. "Robert Andrew Shepherd, stop playing games to your mother you just scared her, now take a shower."Then I realized who he was and from his face I knew that it was better to do what he was saying,At the kitchen table I looked at them, a motherly woman, a protective father and me an only and pampered. "Looks like the girls love frills" said Mistress Margaret fluffingRoberta's hem up."And pink," laughed Mistress Penny.We had both chosen our pink uniforms, Roberta's was pink satin and minewas pink PVC."PVC.....looks like my sissy maid has a passion for all things shiny...."mused Mistress Penny."And I bet their tiny cocks are hard as rock under all those frills..."she laughed.I blushed at the comment and yes I was hard as rock, painfully so....andyes I had to admit I was also tiny."Lets us she.