"Yes," I said, my head down, not looking at her. This was what I wanted, but I still felt ashamed that my abject submissiveness and yearning to be at ...their feet should be so revealed to people who only recently regarded me as a peer."Go ahead, show me. Lick my toes."I leaned over, put my mouth down at her toes, my tongue out, and licked her big toe, up from the base to the tip of the nail, then, without her asking, I licked across the rest of her toes. Then I moved back to her big toe and took. "Poppy, I have long known your secret yearning to be like myself. To bemore than a mere Adopted Kitten Daughter," she was caressing her hair,brushing it aside to expose her neck. She saw the little thrill as itrushed through her, the anticipation of the endorphin rush adding totheir playing."But I want this next to be your free choice. But only because I am nottruly certain if it will work as it was written," she caressed thepages of the book. "And I do not wish to leave it to our very. They were going to "turn in" to the beast with two backs!Well, that was OK by me. We all said our swift goodnights and Tad gathered up his clothing and escorted me down the hall. Most of my clothing was elsewhere -- still in the kitchen, maybe? But who needs clothing?I stripped off Tad's jockey shorts again -- it was the only item of clothing he'd put back on -- and we both got into the shower stall in the guest bathroom. It wasn't very big -- it was one of those abbreviated tub-shower set-ups. One scalawag who wanted to speak and who tried getting the attention of everyone by kicking over an empty crate waved his sword over his head. He stood atop of the box and raised his hand to command their attention while demanding all to quiet down. ‘Simmer down lads, simmer down, and gather ’round. It’s time to bid our fare thee well to our Captain and his company.’ He wiped the blood from his sword with a rag. The sharp sword he held in his hand glistened in the glow of the shining sun..