"What do youthink?," she asked, with just a touch of anxiety to match my own.I blinked, conscious of the heavy feel of my eyelids and the strangetaste...on my lips. But as the image in the mirror came into focus, allthat was forgotten.For a brother and sister, Alina and I didn't look much alike. If yousquinted, you could see the resemblance. But where she was closer to ourfather, I had our mother's looks. (Alina always insisted that I'd hadthe better deal, and I was never inclined to disagree.). The relief is incredible as you moan in ecstasy. As I continue to rub lotion all over your bottom, your legs start to spread, giving me nice view and easy access for my hands to get closer and closer to your now-wet pussy lips. I brush ever so close to your little love mound before backing off to rub your butt again."Daddy you're teasing me." You whine."Yes little one. You'll just have to deal with it, and I'm not done yet."As my hand once again ventures in between your legs your hips start. Soon my cardigan and the rest of my clothes weredamp. As I slowly trudged towards my destination my spirits fell andfeeling tried, wet and depressed I almost stumbled onto a small gang ofNew Hope militia marching up the street, blocking all the traffic,carrying flares and chanting similar stupid, non-rhyming, slogans asthe earlier group.I was more careful from then on, which meant that my journey tooklonger. By the time I reached Parc Y Rhath, I was completely soaked. Itwas as the sound of the. My own experiences have not been very penetrating the last couple of days, although I must admit that my emotions flowed freely on several occasions.”“Did Dana give lip service to her ideas?”“She certainly did, and quite admirably, I might add. She has a great future along those lines.”Changing the subject while she was changing the sheets, she asked, “Master, are you aware that your power extends beyond those you can see?”Her comment astounded me. The possibility had never crossed my mind..