"Isn't that reading too much into my first attempt at ironing?" Well, why was it only your boxer shorts you burnt?"Paula was wearing a black leather c...tsuit. "She hasn't followed myexample," I thought, disappointed, "and dressed as a French Maid but shelooks really sexy in that catsuit."I couldn't answer her question. She had a point. Why had I only burntmy underwear?Next Paula said she had some shopping to do and would I mind fixingdinner?She was back before I had finished cooking.By the. “I want you to feel my chest against your tits,” I toldher. “It’s part of the eating experience.”“Oh.” She breathed as I leaned forward and kissed her.She put her arms around me and returned my embrace, herhands gliding over my back while our tongues begansliding together on a film of saliva. I rubbed our barechests back and forth, feeling our nipples glide againstone another. Her swollen abdomen pushed into mine. I ranmy hands over her tits again and. “This isn’t knew for you guys, what does that mean for you two in the group?”They understood the question and smiled. “You’re wondering if we’ve been sexualized in the group and in the process marginalized.” It was a gamble but he hoped that if it was true his expressed support for the night might bring him some favor. “No … Harold is smarter than that even if some of them aren’t. Harold might have selected us because we wouldn’t object to this, and actually enjoy it, but we are critical to his. The same red wrinkled skin and the same flaming red hair. What could be wrong?” he asked with a frown.“Yes, she is very similar to her Sister. She has the same fine Magic Talent, and the same strong Mage Talent, but she is not a Tiger,” I told him, to a surprised look from him.“Is that so terrible?” he asked. “Is that what was worrying you?”“No, it’s not just that she isn’t a Tiger. It’s that she is something else, something that I wasn’t expecting. Your second Daughter is a ... a DRAGON!” I.