."She was staring at me, or more what I was wearing. I had on a heavy leather corset laced up the back. The corset had no cups for my 38D breasts. Ins...ead there were two curved brass plates which held them up and out. A heavy brass rod about eighteen inches long and weighing about five pounds hung horizontally from clips attached to my nipples, stretching them unmercifully. A leather dog collar around my neck held a heavy chain which passed between my breasts, through the slit between my legs,. She polished off her glass of bubbly ...and put the flute down on the table next to her...but it was her other hand that took me by complete surprise ....but not my responsive cock...which reacted with a jolt of male rising to the occasion...her hand swept across my pants...getting the full shape on my cock and nuts in one cunning calculated action.She leaned in and whispered in my ear; “Behind this marquee...now...and call me Erica”And she was walking away...her arse strutting, adding an. A typical myth or legend expounded a moral message that prized wisdom and sagacity over violent conflict resolution. Whether their society lacked as a result, neither Gwark nor any other intelligent species in their Solar System could ever know. It had in any case resulted in a remarkably harmonious and crime-free society.There had been periods of relatively rapid progress in dinosaurian civilisation. The colonisation of the Solar System, generally a leisurely process, was a response to the. "Yes Daddy, I understand. What's wrong? Where is Mommy?" Megan said looking around."Mommy's with Aunt Betty and Uncle Brian. Mommy and Uncle Brian are the reason I need to talk to you. Honey, please stop eating your ice cream for a second and listen to me." I looked Megan straight in the eyes and continued as she laid her spoon down."Your Mommy decided a while back that Uncle Brian is your Daddy. So from now on you are to call him Daddy. From now on, you call me Uncle Dan. OK?" Why Daddy?" Well.