"You could have done well for yourself boy, that just has to be a mistake." Sorry dad," Alan apologised."Well think on." he said, "If you had a brain ...ou'd be fucking Melissa's brains out right now and praying for a kid." All right, I'll go round!" Alan sighed."Too late son, she just been turned, you hear that sound," he indicated the wailing sound coming from Melissa's home, "She just had her first human cow orgasm son."Melissa couldn't help herself, one minute she was in agony and then. Swallowing deeply he started to mutter, "The helicopter will be returning in thirty minutes mistress. The Admiral told me to come and to see to your needs until that time." He did? That was very thoughtful of him. My needs are for a towel, and as my bath girl isn't here you can dry and oil my body."The steward reached for a towel and held it out for the Princess, averting his eyes so as not to insult her."Don't you like what you see? Does my body offend you?" No Mistress. Your beauty is like. After a while he now insisted that we should play and he insisted he should also receive a "stroking". He kept insisting and insisting, so after I had taken a look around, I decided to give in. A while went by and both of us seemed to really enjoy the show a lot more, even though the playing seemed to distract us from time to time. I guess it must have been during one of those moments while distracted, that we were caught by one of the other female entertainers with huge boobs freely viewable,. Standing over her, I thought of her lost innocence, and all the new things I was putting her through, at so young an age, and wondered if Dawn had felt the same toward me so many years before, as her hands and lips explored my young body, peach-skinned and tense, so lovingly and tenderly. She must have, though she was never cruel, never anything but encouraging and so adoring of me. I had not been taught cruelty, had never expressed it with Vanessa, and only rarely with Liliana, and then only.