I found the page I was looking for. Dial 011 then the country code, which the page said was 46 then the city code, which was 08, but it warned not to ...ial the 0. Then the number. I picked up the phone, punched in the 13 digits. The mechanical switches clicked and clacked, and after about 30 seconds I heard the ring tone.“«Det är hos Andersson»,” a male voice on the other end of the line said.Her dad, I guessed. It didn’t sound like a little brother.“Hello. I am sorry I don’t speak Swedish. May. As ifsensing this, the vines suddenly left her breasts and crotch. But beforeshe could complain, they reached behind her, under the cape and pulleddown the zipper of her catsuit. They reached inside it. She felt theirsilky soft lengths slipping against her bare skin. Two tendrils reachedup to gently cup her breasts. Another slid down over her stomach andslipped down into her panties. It came to rest at the opening to hervagina, while its offshoots reached for her clitoris. A last tendrilreached. His voice softened as he said, ‘Well, I will make you a bargain. I will let you stay home today, and I won’t tell your grandmother, if you will get naked for me and promise to stay naked all day.’ She hesitated. Then she slowly slithered off the bed, and while looking him straight in the eyes, removed the slinky nightie. Her firm little titties bounced out, and she gave them a little shake. She continued to sway, and she noticed with pleasure that her grandfather was breathing harder. Then she. I wasn't looking forward to it at all.I'd always been a bit of a rebellion and this upcoming visit with my sister felt more like a punishment than a holiday. New gowns had been made and Mother had drilled me on my courtly manners till I could scream. It seems I was to take over the care of her home as well. I had dropped off my maid to visit with her family at the last inn and was scandalously traveling alone. Alone if one didn't count two coachman and four armed escorts. The ride wasn't far at.