As they rode, Nathaniel amused her with sarcastic and witty comments whispered in her ear, which she couldn’t react to without the soldiers figuring... out their game; she punished him by shifting imperceptibly in the saddle, ensuring that she brushed up against him suggestively, relishing the gasps and stutters she could hear each time. By the time they reached the King’s camp, they were both breathless and aroused – but they also both had duties to attend to.Nathaniel promised to see her at the. All underscored with the legend;I DO NOT HAVE SEX WITH MY CLIENTS. DO NOT WASTE BOTH OUR TIME BY ASKING."I've had you before, haven't I?" she demanded with one perfect eyebrow raised.I wanted to say 'No, Mistress' but as I had been gagging myself on sharp objects for the last several minutes what came out was just an inarticulate rasp. She seemed to understand anyway and continued with,"Have you served ladies before? - you seem quite experienced."This time I just nodded, drinking in more. Well, I was a male. I thought about what this thing could actually be, and drew a blank. I shrugged and touched the button again. SEX-FEMALE.Now that was totally expected. I touched it again but the only things to come up were the two sexes. That made sense to me, since there were only two sexes to begin with. HEIGHT -`-". I thumbed the button a couple of times and saw the height readout now read; HEIGHT-5'2". Each time I had pushed the button, the height readout would go up one inch.. I'll take off my bra... "Of course Dean had to chime in, “Let’s see it!” as he clapped his hands. “Let’s see those sweet titties!”As she reached back and started to undo the clasps of bra, she remembered looking at both Susan and Kyle and noticing they felt some pity for her – having to do this in front of a group of guys – especially knowing one of them was none other than Dean. But there wasn’t much she could do about it now. So with shamed resignation, my pretty wife slowly removed her bra.