’ ‘I am pleased to hear that Abby, but tell us exactly what have you done, because the way you act, constantly showing us your open wet cunt, ass ...nd tits, it feels like you are what it says on your collar; play with me I’m Daddy’s sub?’ pinching her clit between his finger and thumb, as he waited for her to answer him.‘Well, I’ve played a bit, sucked cock, or jerked them off, some have given me orally. I’ve had my nipples sucked and tweaked so hard it sometimes makes me cum, and my nipples. All I could think of was touching myself. Yet I felt a quiet calm... still I could hardly sit still... I needed to touch myself. I heard Mom say,"She is there."Then my Dad started to tell me about the Anatese and their life style.'They were a very fair skinned, blue eyed tribe that the four of them had lived with. A beautiful people, the tribe knew no conflict. That was why my folks had gone to investigate them and stayed to live there so long. They never wore clothes of any sort... they held. Of course, we didn’t have a dining hall, but it was a good experience to make meals for each other, simple as they might be.She’d helped me flourish so much in this new environment. It wasn't as if I or my friends and family were totally unsophisticated, but here everything was different. Different weather, different opportunities, different rules. Mum and Dad seemed quite happy with how I was settling in, how I was adapting to our new life. So was I. My eyes had been opened to all kinds of new. There were a lot of older men of all types,hispanics black white. I was hauled over to the clothing racks by Michelle I learned was her name from overhearing Lamont as he was talking to the owner, It appeared he knew him. She grabbed some short skirts and I mean short. How can I wear that I said. You will she told me, not that you realy need them. She also grabbed a few sheer tops and some crotchless pantyhose and the tallest heels I had ever seen. They were 6" stilettos I had never worn more.