Per his orders I was to be ready to leave for a party at his Mentor’s home at 8:00 sharp. His Mentor is a famous author who lives in an elaborately...renovated castle. I’m fascinated by the architecture, and curious about the redesign. I have heard that the Mentor is also known in inner circles as an extremely cruel, strict and sadistic Master. But most importantly I am thrilled to meet the man who helped form my Master into who he is today. So, I have been excited about meeting him and. “Your ass is sunburnt,” she informed me from behind.“Is it? It doesn’t feel burned.”She followed me to the bathroom and leaned against the door frame. Unconsciously, she rubbed under one boob. “Want me to put some aloe vera on it?”When I looked at her, she grinned at me. “It helped my sunburn.”I turned the shower on. “Thanks, but no need.”“You sure? You might like it. I might, too.”I laughed, dropped the swim suit into the sink and stepped into the shower. The water was cool everywhere except. Jane looking through the spy hole answered it to revealed our Geordie waitress standing there wide eyed, big smile and looking superb. Jane took her hand and hastily brought her into the room. Jane quickly explained to Andy that she had invited Sheryl for a night-cap and hoped he was OK with this? Before anymore was said Sheryl (not her real name) said Jane “you look even more stunning in your underwear”. With that Sheryl took off her dress to reveal nothing underneath. The amazing thing. “I think that, most of all, I feel guilty because I enjoyed it.”“Ah,” said Benito. “Now we get down to the key. Why aren’t you allowed to enjoy it?”“Well, I’ve heard men talk about sex with their daughters like some sort of fantasy. It always made my skin crawl. It seemed like a perversion of what a healthy family relationship should be when I heard them talk like that. The things they wanted to get their daughters to do...”“And now you think you’re one of those men?”“Yes, exactly,” I said.“Did.