His mind roamed over the past. He tried to remember situations that would have given her an opportunity for a quick, nasty and exciting fuck, a one-ti...me, never-to-be-repeated fuck, as she put it, but the past was rife with opportunities, too many for him to select any one circumstance with the slightest degree of accuracy. If his marriage continued, and at that point he seriously doubted he could keep it together, he knew she would have to tell him everything - in detail, at least with the. Ilooked at him secured there, helpless and then moved over and sat on achair and spoke to him.'So as you are now my maid, Luke will be no good as a name will it'.'No Mistress'.'I think that you will make a good Lucinda, yes, from now on you areLucinda, now tell me what is your name'.'My name is Lucinda Mistress'.'And what are you Lucinda'.'I am your sissy maid Mistress'.I smiled at him and then walked to the door, opened it and left theroom. I went back upstairs removed the dress and boots that. If I don't kill him, Gracie will. She hasn't forgotten what he has done to her sister. He's a fool if returns to Venus." We will just have to see, Prince Rand. I'll will contact you later to see what you have decided." The man disappeared in front of him."Damnit!" Rand turned back to the zephti. "It's time to go scouting," he told the zephti as he climbed back onto it.Phillip sighed in relief as the spell winked out and he carried the unconscious princess back over to the pallet that he had. I knocked on the door of my parent’s home and to my surprise this cute young red headed co-ed answered the door. She was standing there in a dancer’s outfit which highlighted every curve of her young fit body; she couldn’t have been over 16. She said Hi, I’m Maureen you must be Al, I’ve heard so much about you being a hero and all. She went on to explain that she was an Irish exchange student studying dance at UofA. My parents had sponsored her studies in the US. I lustfully thought to myself.