” She took a deep breath and then, still with her head on the floor, said, “What may this worthless slave bring to an esteemed Master for his plea...sure?”With an introductory line like that, I wondered what all might be on the menu, but I decided to stick with bourbon... no, Yukon Jack. I know a lot of connoisseurs consider it to be cough syrup made from distilled reindeer waste, but I find that the cheap Canadian whiskey, flavored with honey, makes a nice sipping liqueur and there is no danger. " Rhonda, I'm not like that. No matter what happens in private stays private. On my way here from Japan, my mom and I spent a couple of months touring Europe. During that time, she taught me quite a bit about life. One of the things I learned is what happens when a man and a woman meet. It doesn't matter whether it's holding hands or full-blown sex that any recollection shouldn't ever cross my lips." What did you do on your trip?" I just told you that I wouldn't tell, but I met a woman in. “My god Michael,” Jennifer said. “I never saw anything as beautiful as that was. That’s why she loves you, because you can do that. I love you because you make me melt whenever you look at me.”“I must admit, Michael,” Jennie said. “If there was a clinic in love-making, a video of what we just witnessed should be the first thing anything should watch. Do you two want to join us for breakfast?”“No, we’re good for now. Check back in a few hours if you’d like. We’re not going anywhere.”“I wore. My nose twitched, breathing in so many new smells. Wonderful smells. Every inhalation brought me new beauty to enjoy. My entire body tingled from the excitement of the scents. I crouched low, flowers brushing my legs, each one with a different perfume to savor.The sadness faded from Aingeal replaced by a naughty smile. Her purple eyes twinkled as her big boobs jiggled, her gold nipples rings glinting. Like me, she went naked. She didn’t hide her body like the humans insisted on doing. They were.