Am Ireaching the right place? It's stuck on me again. Goddammit, you bitchget it off me. Dave, you bastard. Let her undo this again!" Jay, that's not ...a nice way to ask people for a favor," he teased. "Iwant you to come with us for a little while and then we'll come home andlet you out." No way! Everyone will fucking make fun of me and I'll never live itdown," I refused.My sister was just staring at me as I tried desperately to remove thelittle nightie, or dress as Dave called it. She was fixed.. It was a marvelous example of the best architectural and art work our people have to offer, but I was after something else.“who’s there?” I heard the smooth sweet voice of my mother, the Queen, call out to me. You see in our kingdom the king and queen share authority, and power was so cemented into our political structure that the queen kept her post after the death of a king.“hello my queen” I responded. Her head turned over to me and her eyes widened as they met mine.“what are you doing here. Oh, look at it! Standing up! I guess just thinking about it makes your little dicklet stick out. Well – stick out isn’t really the right word – it’s too short. It doesn’t even make a tent in those little panties of yours. I’ll bet it’s not even long enough for me to use more than two or maybe three fingers on it. And my hands are not big. They’re pretty dainty, actually. I’ll bet I could even get four fingers up inside you. We’ll have to try that sometime. I was going to put you in this cage,. ”“Is this your first?”“No, but it will be the first time for it to actually mean something to me.I blush harder now. And my blush is about as red as his aura which is like a storm of crimson surrounding him. He picks me up and carries me upstairs to his bed and says. “Get use to me carrying you, even in public. I like to carry my boyfriends.”All I can say is "I like the sound of that." I smile and start to kiss his neck as we make way upstairs. He lays me down on his incredibly soft bed and I.